So she's guessing that lie is the new word for truth
Because trust just no longer exsists
She lives the life of the little boy who cried wolf
Except everytime she cried
There really was a wolf
And everytime she ran
They'd think it's some kind of joke
Well now she's mad and one day she knows
The wolf will swallow every person whole
So then they'll be sorry for themselves
While they lay in their coffins, who would have known
Well she knew, she knew all along
That one day this "lie" would catch up to them
So villagers, laugh all you want
Stay put and don't bother to run
Laugh in my face while I scream "deaths on it's way"
I'll live on and smirk at the funeral then spit on your grave
 
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