And as long as I live,
I will nev'r understand the comfort
in a lie.
Lying through the teeth
that once spoke such promising things
to me.
But I don't think we were speaking the same language.
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 4:13 AM UTC
And as long as I live,
I will nev'r understand the comfort
in a lie.
Lying through the teeth
that once spoke such promising things
to me.
But I don't think we were speaking the same language.
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