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And you use,
Such proper f*cking language,
To use me.
And to mask the stench of the bodies,
Under your floorboards.
And I'm bored,
Of playing polygraphs with girls,
And my friends.
Trying to,
Find the truth,
Behind this social distortion.
But we won't,
Ever know,
If this is the only way...
To communicate in this decade.
To tell the truth and not placate.
To lie with one and not implicate,
Their greatest fears,
Their destruction,
For simple control.
Look, I'd swear we were the good guys.
Or at least I thought we stood for something.
Hell, I remember,
When everyone was thinking,
And funny for the right reasons.
Oh I did not trust you then;
But still I tried,
And that's my fault.
And it has cost me such..
That I use,
This cryptic, scathing bullshit,
To use you.
And to mask the stench of the poison,
In twelve bar power chords.
And I'm bored
Of playing polygraphs with girls,
And my friends.
Yeah, my friends.
And this serial passage,
Has caused structural damage,
That's sewn deep in our language.
And this serial passage,
Has caused structural damage,
That's sewn deep in our language.
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