So the lie now is my weapon
Like a bush dried withered in the sun
With this spark I'll go up in flames.
I'd lay my guts out but they're too small to see
It's kinda cute how I pretend to be
Everything but the instrument I am.
Peace or happiness
So let it enfold you
A birth to life is what I'm after
My first name won't be my last one
Let the light just drip
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