There's a hole in my tongue
And my chest is bleeding out
Sutured down and made by allies,
With friends like these
I never needed an alibi
Masters of deception
Sheets over me and mine, in time...
We don't masquerade
On echoed senses, fractured tenses
The words spoken are carefully mended
To stick inside, but they're all just lies
There was a hole in my chest
And my tongue's been bleeding out
A single solemn message to shut my mind
Oh! With friends like those
They tell me to prepare for demise
Cause' me, myself and I
Were always bad with goodbyes
They don't masquerade
On echoed senses, fractured tenses
The words spoken are carefully mended
To stick inside, but they're all just lies
Fences that we ease into
Can't keep our mouths shut
With honesty and lenses held over them
They're all just liars,
Can't keep our mouths...
We don't masquerade
On echoed senses, fractured tenses
The words spoken are carefully mended
To stick inside, but they're all just lies
Oh, we stick inside
We're all just lies.
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