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Easily led, Pulling the threads, Creating a nothing from that things that you’ve said, Pretty dress, I can’t confess, My miserable mistresses making more mess, Rattle empty heads, The living look dead, I take your vacant expression and I do thee wed, One day you’ll see me in a magazine, Still unclean if you know what I mean, It’s all a lie so why question why? The real truth would make you want to die, Don’t know why I still want to try, Don’t care at all and this is goodbye, Hang up the phone, Now I’m all alone, ****** black blue, You’re just confused, My head is cracked with our wires are fused, I want to live a lie in a life without you, But don’t know how, now what I should I do, One day you’ll see me in the unseen, Pumped with gasoline that they call the vaccine, It’s all a lie so why question why? Proof you want to die, Truth is the lie, Get out the car, Home’s not too far, So nearly there but somehow I’m in a bar, Convulsing religiously with this holy disease, Being besieged behind lock and keys, One day you’ll see me in a diazepam dream, Quitting the scene with quitiapine, It’s all a lie so why question why? The truth is real and I want to die, Don’t know why I but I think I can try, Don’t care at all and this is goodbye
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 5:46 PM UTC
Goodbye
Easily led, Pulling the threads, Creating a nothing from that things that you’ve said, Pretty dress, I can’t confess, My miserable mistresses making more mess, Rattle empty heads, The living look dead, I take your vacant expression and I do thee wed, One day you’ll see me in a magazine, Still unclean if you know what I mean, It’s all a lie so why question why? The real truth would make you want to die, Don’t know why I still want to try, Don’t care at all and this is goodbye, Hang up the phone, Now I’m all alone, ****** black blue, You’re just confused, My head is cracked with our wires are fused, I want to live a lie in a life without you, But don’t know how, now what I should I do, One day you’ll see me in the unseen, Pumped with gasoline that they call the vaccine, It’s all a lie so why question why? Proof you want to die, Truth is the lie, Get out the car, Home’s not too far, So nearly there but somehow I’m in a bar, Convulsing religiously with this holy disease, Being besieged behind lock and keys, One day you’ll see me in a diazepam dream, Quitting the scene with quitiapine, It’s all a lie so why question why? The truth is real and I want to die, Don’t know why I but I think I can try, Don’t care at all and this is goodbye
bryn-dawes
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 5:46 PM UTC
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