There lies the truth between the lines
or maybe they are lies
Maybe you found them
or maybe i made them find you
Its like an awakening at times
all the emotions unitise
Get high on the sprinklers of deceit which i spell on you
while i weave your reality like a web
the only way out is - that you cannot.
Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 6:13 PM UTC
There lies the truth between the lines
or maybe they are lies
Maybe you found them
or maybe i made them find you
Its like an awakening at times
all the emotions unitise
Get high on the sprinklers of deceit which i spell on you
while i weave your reality like a web
the only way out is - that you cannot.
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