its not a lie, its not a lie
but its not the truth, not the truth
at the same time
those empty words, empty words
have made you
look so good, so good
"its not enough, not enough!
line the stars up in your sights
make my perishing leaves turn red"
"its so tough, its so tough!
please tell me that im a star
spread what i've said before im dead"
you should have known
a better way than believing your lies
we can almost see how you mourn
no time to pity
hiding in a fortress
so unsound it can crumble
at the slightest provocation
oh you're so pretty
face it
just face it out
face it
without fear now
if nobody's gonna save you
im gonna thrust the truth into your heart
you're just solving a problem with false clues
we're sick and tired of lameness
sooner or later you'll feel worthless
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