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Forgotten throws at another lie | The heart of love is our own deny Faithless creeds consolidating Holding down sweet charity With western eyes and serpent's breath We lay our own conscious to rest But I'll make it At the view Yes I'm breaking At the scenes just like you They have valley's of a certainty The innocent they can't hide away To crucify infolidating Turn into this honesty With western eyes and serpent's breath They lay there own conscious to rest But then they lie and then they dare to be Hidden heroes chandeliers So I'll make it At the view Yes I'm breaking At the scenes just like you I feel so cold On hookers and gin This mess we're in
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