| Searching for some truth within your lies
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| I see imminent betrayal in their eyes
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| Where insidious delusions spread like wild fire
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| The hunger so insatiable, intentions undeniable
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| The unbridled mind dying to define you
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| The assassin and his mercenary
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| Have you in their aim
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| Your strength to disengage
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| Only justifies their rage to the bottom
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| Coiled behind the charm and strangeness
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| How well I know your poison
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| Arsonist in this tinderbox, they live to play with fire
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| Conspiratus, eye to eye, mind to mind
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| Intuition knows in a fraction
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| Ends of forever, the beginning of never again
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| I don’t want to bear your cross of affliction
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| Or carry this dying flame through relentless rain
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| Cross my heart and I hope to die
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| A vow of silence and forever close my eyes
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| Heart string symphony resonate to decay
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| The winds of change tears the pages away
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| So into the night I take to flight just like a night bird
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| Far away from the gilded tongues
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| The rumors, the chatter, and of all that has ever mattered
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| Let the sun go down on me
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| Now all I want to be is a solitary man
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| For the rest of my life I’ll be a solitary man
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| And how I long for those dog days of summer
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| Mesmerizing tangerine skies far as the eyes can see
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| Lying in the tall grass sheltered away from the word, you and I
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| Curious dragonflies illusive as was love
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| The horizon kissed the sun goodbye
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| As the tides of broken dream pulled me beyond the shallows
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| Anomalies I’ve seen cannot dissolve from my memory
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| In a momentary lapse or reason
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| Where there’s nothing to believe in no one came
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| I’m drowning in the mire of the uninspired killing words
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| And ill fated desires
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| Cross my heart and I hope to die
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| A vow of silence and forever close my eyes
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| Heart string symphony resonate to decay
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| The winds of change tears the pages away
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| So into the night I take to flight just like a night bird
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| Far away from the gilded tongues
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| The rumors, the chatter, and of all that has ever mattered
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| Let the sun go down on me
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| 'Cause all I want to be is a solitary man
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| Torn, I’m torn, torn between the truth and lies |