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Want to play a game Lie to me See what happens It will be so fun to watch me at war with myself My natural inclination to trust Versus my accumulated skepticism Oh it will drive me mad you see Throwing my limbs against the wall Trying to see how far they'll bounce off And when I discern the situation I become a lot more cold Than you are used to The one who dried your tears Turns their back Says grow up Now every word Every act will be treated as lies Because once I find one lie I will give up on finding any truth
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Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 9:04 AM UTC
Silence is not White Noise and Vice Versa
Want to play a game Lie to me See what happens It will be so fun to watch me at war with myself My natural inclination to trust Versus my accumulated skepticism Oh it will drive me mad you see Throwing my limbs against the wall Trying to see how far they'll bounce off And when I discern the situation I become a lot more cold Than you are used to The one who dried your tears Turns their back Says grow up Now every word Every act will be treated as lies Because once I find one lie I will give up on finding any truth
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Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 9:04 AM UTC
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