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Life of Lies
I am painting a picture
On this dead silent night
My whole system filled with liquor
And I'm disgusted with this sight
My own sight paints me a thought
Of a dead purple sky
The color of distraught
And the color of lies
It brings back memories
Of the past where I am bound
That dark grave at the cemetery
With silence as the sound
The shattered sound of a broken heart and broken screams
Leads to a life of shattered dreams
On this dead silent night
My whole system filled with liquor
And I'm disgusted with this sight
My own sight paints me a thought
Of a dead purple sky
The color of distraught
And the color of lies
It brings back memories
Of the past where I am bound
That dark grave at the cemetery
With silence as the sound
The shattered sound of a broken heart and broken screams
Leads to a life of shattered dreams
Published 29th Aug 2013
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