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Lies are sweet
Truth is sour

counting down
the withering hour

heaven is up
hell is down

not even god
will help you now

today is done
tomorrow has past

trying to make
this last breath last

cut me down
bandage me up

drinking my sorrows
filling my cup

razors edge
satins evil

killing off
Innocent people

hate my smile
hate my order

lets take this fast
lets take it slow

evilly grinning
smiling ho

fill my hopes
now pour them out

crazed intentions
you know nothing about

nothing is honest
nothing true

leave it now
its consumed you

love no one
receive the same

cut release
cooping pain

in the news
ill have my fame