apparently i make a very good scapegoat

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apparently i make a very good scapegoat

you stole it all
and my blood stained hands took the fall
it was easy for them to belive
so you said it was me

after all who would blame you
with your wide eyes a glistening crystal blue
and your sense of humor they adore
who would blame you over a common whore?

no one would and no one did
so they sold me off to the highest bid
made a me a special place in hell
and left me to wither away in this dingy cell
waiting for fate to come punish me
waiting for death to set me free

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