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Mar 2015
Show me how to count the ways
You started to become the shade
The lies showed through
The truth evade
Now lie down in the bed you made.

Where now will you place the blame
For your own guilt
to hide your shame
Or save your name. Whatever game
You play. I wont be there today.
So listen closely little foul
Don't you hear the vultures prowl?
Predators will start to growl
Lookout like the owl.
For soon your lies will come to head
They'll realize just what you said
they'll see how you have lost your head
Let your heart fill up with dread
As you lie their in your bed.
Written by
corey larson  rock springs
(rock springs)   
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