Lies

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I believed everything you said

And it ended with me dead

For all the lies he said

Add up as I lay in bed

With every lie I look upon the sky

Finally I said tonight and the pain and I shall sing about the rain tonight I shall finally die

so I sang about a crimson rain

As my blood washed down the drain

this was the only way for all his life to dissipate

But I had a question on my mind as I finally died

why did I have to pay the price for all of his lies?

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