Half my sentences are lies
But it rhymes so that's ok
It is part of my disguise
and of what I want to say
Half my sentences are lies
But they lift away the pain
of forgetting I despise
fights I'm finding were in vain
See that part there, it was true
You will never know for sure
if I'm talking straight to you
or to ghosts I may conjure
But it rhymes so that's ok
It is part of my disguise
and of what I want to say
Half my sentences are lies
But they lift away the pain
of forgetting I despise
fights I'm finding were in vain
See that part there, it was true
You will never know for sure
if I'm talking straight to you
or to ghosts I may conjure
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