Think you have got me all figured out don't you?
Smells like a little rot inside your hollow self too.
Its like I cant stop to see the lies you hold within,
And with the pile up all over again I'll let it spin.
Making me not care you are plain riff raff,
Telling me not to dare to even look past your charade,
Its what your actions are, a piece of ignorance lacking sense
And a piece of mind is ready to be served for the pretense!
Trying to take the best of me your lies are the rest of me,
So go away, ship up and ship out before the kick out.
On second thoughts wait, its a relapse, a good lay,
Maybe a game I will play, a couple rolls in the hay,
Maybe I will do it your way, even fools have a say,
Maybe I will lie back a love lie from my eyes;
And for time to come things will be done, its your turn.
Put you down, do you good and for every time you moan
Snicker at the follies of things undone, be there to be gone,
Time and time again, I'll play your stupid game of treason
Show you how its done, how to tame, let lust be your lesson.
Wed, 2008-07-09 20:35
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Your Lies