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Jul 2014
My Body Hurt's For You,
The Sound Of Your Heart Beat Scream's In My Head,
For Once I Knew How To Breath,
But Now I'm Down In The Grave,
Love Is A Funny Game Of Little White Lie's,
We Tell Each Other With A Smile,

Nothing Seen's Right Or True No More,
In A World So Cold And Black,
Too Cold Too Sleep,
Too Alone Too Cry,
Too Broke Too Smile,
In The End It's The Little Thing's That
Make Us Smile, But In The End
Little White Lie's Can Also Make Us
Cry
Mimic Yourself
Written by
Mimic Yourself  UK
(UK)   
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   Elizabeth
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