Your Lies, Your Lies, Your Lies.

Feed them to the brunette
She'll devour their absurdity

Feed mor to the blonde
Who'll spit back in your face

Feed third to your mother
She will teach you to behave

Feed one to the child
He will justify no innocense

Feed next to the scuptor
Who will mimic your regrets

Or feed them to the lawyer,
let him prove your sorry fate.

You Lie, You Lie, You Lie.
 
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