Cyanide Smile

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Tell me all that you'll do

Every little word that I know isn't true

Kiss me with your beautiful lies

Protect me from the truthful storms in the skies

Ease me through this painful life

Protect me from any strife

Prevent the dreariness of the world from setting in for a while

Because I'd much rather die slowly, at the hands of your cyanide smile

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