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Apr 2018
I don't speak.
I don't need to.
To lie, one only needs to remain silent.
To lie is to letΒ Β others tell the truth
And say nothing.

Mother walks around
Talking about everything I'll do
Just say it, just say it!
Just say it's not true!
No...
Mother walks around
Talks about everything I can't do
Talks about everything she knows I'll do
Keep digging, 10 feet deep
And let her make you a liar.

People walk around
They talk about everything you've done
Just tell them, just tell them!
Is it really that hard?
To say it's not true?
Yes...
People walk around
Friends, I think?
They talk about everything they know you can't do
They talk about everything they know you've done
Keep digging, 10 feet deep
When the time comes, let them call you
A liar

And now listen to flickering flames
And now smell the smoke
Feel how hot your legs are
But you didn't start that fire,
Did you?
Lorenzo Neltje
Written by
Lorenzo Neltje  18/FTM/Australia
(18/FTM/Australia)   
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   --- and Cheyanne Hopkins
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