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Sep 2016
No, stop, you don't understand
The words spill my voice is shrill but still I reach for your hand
I know what I am but you are my plan please I demand
Try to understand
Lachrymose and Lies
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Lachrymose and Lies  In a tormented mind
(In a tormented mind)   
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   Finley in Despair and ---
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