Saving Two Face
you're a mate that showed me hate
now and forever saving face
so your tracks are never traced
and fooling all so good at fake,
ain't falling me, who knows two faced,
pouring paste on past mistakes,
pavements placed will break misplace
when in their wake truth escapes,
we were mates but fate has placed you as a mate
who's gone to waste and in its place a taste of hate
so carry on saving face, two of them and not one mate
what's reality to the self righteous fake
when your face and face communicate
I guess it's one you create
a wonderland where you look great
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