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Jul 2010
Thief, Thief, with the broken knee
Thief, Thief, with the guilty conscience
and a reputation to be thoughtless

Liar, Liar, Cant hide away
Liar, Liar, is the one calling "Liar"
wellness isn't a state of mine

They've introduced fire

Bleed, Bleed, You're a murderous breed
Bleed, Bleed, you chit in the reed
Your army is two fewer than one. (just you and you're gone)

Your eyes, your eyes
you cant look me in the eyes

your eyes
they lie
we lie
we lie.
Written by
Ken Sheetz
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