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He looks as if he hasnt sleptHis hair is purposely unkeptAnd then he knew his people weptWhen you crafted your planThe shadows underneath the eyesAnd everywhere the bastard liesMy lack of Proof is your disguise, you won't remember meThere's nothing really I can sayBut sorry mate and walk awayI could be wrong unless you play your gameThis world is full of most unkindAnd horrible is redefinedI can't imagine that you'd mind at allYou're lying again, you're conscious in your friendand the only thing your sobbing out is your imaginationLying again you're conscious in your friendAnd the only thing your sobbing out is your imaginationIs he really on the streetDesperation on deceitAnd what he's wearing on his feet won't solve our mysteryAnd i am baffled by how you stand there, soaking it inand do you hide your identity where you hide your grinBetter hide your grinShadows underneath the eyesEverywhere the bastard liesMy lack of Proof is your disguise, you won't remember meThere's nothing really I can sayBut sorry mate and walk awayI could be wrong unless you play your gameThis world is full of is most unkindand horrible is redefinedI can't imagine that you'd mind at allYou're lying again, your conscious in your friendand the only thing your sobbing out is your imaginationLying again your conscious in your friendAnd the only thing your sobbing out is your imagination
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