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They tell you what you want to hear
Consoling, comforting whispering hisses in your ear
Tasting you with a forked tongue
Undressing you in their thoughts
Open your mind
Open your eyes
Keep your heart strings tied down and embedded within
Painful memories are at bay
With a thoughtful excuse it's all thrown away
Friends are nullified and turned to foes
Cruel actions are justified with lies
Who will be with me in my death throws?
Friends have secret motives in disguise
A shrouded snake
Bearing a smile and feigning loyalty
Open your heart to the dagger of trust
Live love and die of misplaced lust
Crushed hearts rotting in a bin
Collected in an old metallic tobacco tin
Sin begets sin
Friend begets foe
Destroy your instict
You are pure as undriven snow
I'm pissing in the wind
Throwing it all away
Waiting to the day true happiness comes my way
Burning the bridges I once stood on in comfort
Wallowing in the vile that lies beneath
A faint taste of blue pills crushed in my teeth
Realizing the world is not as it seems
Love is a rare thing not to be trifled
Crumpled flower and dim photograph smiles
Of a concept some will never acheive nor understand
Love bears it scar upon my hand
Love is what holds people together and tears them apart
Consoling, comforting whispering hisses in your ear
Tasting you with a forked tongue
Undressing you in their thoughts
Open your mind
Open your eyes
Keep your heart strings tied down and embedded within
Painful memories are at bay
With a thoughtful excuse it's all thrown away
Friends are nullified and turned to foes
Cruel actions are justified with lies
Who will be with me in my death throws?
Friends have secret motives in disguise
A shrouded snake
Bearing a smile and feigning loyalty
Open your heart to the dagger of trust
Live love and die of misplaced lust
Crushed hearts rotting in a bin
Collected in an old metallic tobacco tin
Sin begets sin
Friend begets foe
Destroy your instict
You are pure as undriven snow
I'm pissing in the wind
Throwing it all away
Waiting to the day true happiness comes my way
Burning the bridges I once stood on in comfort
Wallowing in the vile that lies beneath
A faint taste of blue pills crushed in my teeth
Realizing the world is not as it seems
Love is a rare thing not to be trifled
Crumpled flower and dim photograph smiles
Of a concept some will never acheive nor understand
Love bears it scar upon my hand
Love is what holds people together and tears them apart