Paroles de The Fine And Subtle Art Of Deception
What you see is what you getI am the bastard you won't forget
Pocket my fists
Hide fingers clenched
Betrayal makes me want to take a swing
A crooked smile smothers the pain
Submerge the hate that begs to seethe
I want to rip out your heart
All your promises were just lies
I want to rip out your heart
All your promises were just lies
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