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Sep 2013
so tired of your excuses
and the truth is,
you're a liar and a coward
and you're never gonna learn

sing it like the gospel baby
I don't have a prayer
you come to me when you're broken
expecting some kind of repair

truth is, I'm not your savior
but I don't wanna come
down from this cloud
I called you a devil
said you never loved me
just didn't wanna be dethroned

so tired of playing someone else
and the truth is,
I'm too good of an actor
no one sees my real character

play the victim with conviction
get away with the perfect crime
you come to me when you're on the run
expecting me to be your safe haven

truth is, I'm not a fortress
but I don't want to be abandoned
by you rats on a sinking ship
I called you weak
said that you've been taken over
but all along, it was me

play me like an instrument
we'll make the most brutal music
cause we've got the same song
stuck in our heads
and we pretend we don't
know it by heart.
written for my project "ghost of punk" :)
imadeitallup
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imadeitallup
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