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I'Ll Search For My Inquisition, While You Wash Your Hands In Lies

They all look so normal They all look so real You think they will help you But they just lie, cheat, and steal Sure there're some true ones Sure there're some exceptions But to truly get by You'll have to throw out rejections They'll drag you into their world They'll drown you with lies And then you'll never recover Until the good side of you dies You'll struggle to get back You may even survive But you'll find yourself in pain Like you're inside a bee-hive The best thing for you to do Is to stay away from all this You'll find yourself again And you'll find a new bliss You'll rarely look at them You'll never need their favors Just keep going down your path And cutting through like razors This town will destroy your mind This town will destroy your rep. But they'll never get you again When you're always ahead one step So read these bitches carefully And don't lose track of you Nobody can judge you now Cause the worst of it is through

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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