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liar, liar.
Liar..liar..i'll set you on fire..
And wrap your pants around your neck like barbed wire..
Your scared eyes, looking back at mine,
Your purple lips whispering little cries,
You're chest slowing it's pace,
Death is looking you right in the face
It's me.
And wrap your pants around your neck like barbed wire..
Your scared eyes, looking back at mine,
Your purple lips whispering little cries,
You're chest slowing it's pace,
Death is looking you right in the face
It's me.
Published 30th May 2015
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