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So bury me And blanket the grave With false memmories You never cared for me I'd rather hurt than feel nothing You're getting good at lying But I'm better at believing (you) I see you I always knew Actions are louder than words so unclear I want you It never fails Lies and deciete are your only trails Face down On the ground I'm yelling at the floor Inprisioned in these walls My arms become my escape You're getting good at lying But I'm better at believing (you) |