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I'Ll Search For My Inquisition, While You Wash Your Hands In Lies
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 © Bo Daves | Year Posted 2009
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