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Into the sunset we’ll ride 
And we’ll see how much you’ve grown 
By the last words you choose to leave behind 

We can pretend that heaven denied you 
because you found your own path 
We can pretend that we all don’t know what’s really going on there 
A novel of lies,
Read it and weep 
Read it and weep 

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride 
And it’s easier to rule with silence than to silence the ruler 
And it’s an easy ride into the sunset when all your bridges are still intact 
And it’s much harder to see the ashes of hell with your head in the clouds 
But it’s so unsurprising to see you comforting yourself with a novel of lies 
You know that if wishes were horses, beggars would ride 

Standing there like a lemon 
Thoughts too sour to protect your tower of porcelain 
Such sweet irony to know you’re crumbling under that mask
A scroll full of ink of your behaviors that could be their own disorders 
Read it and weep 
Read it and weep until you crack 
Wouldn’t it be nice if we all had genies in our pockets 
Karma in a bottle, you gotta harness it the right way  
It’s unsurprising you choose spite 
Over learning about yourself 
A nobel prize winner of carefully woven lies 
But you know if wishes were horses, beggars would ride 
Into the sunset, away from the burning ashes of your obvious end of the line

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