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This one's for you!
My friend you better clean up your act,
Tell us the truth and quit feeding us crap.
Your lies might be a protective shield,
But they wound trust, that can hardly heal.
You keep on hiding reality,
What is it that you don't want us to see?
Tell us the truth, bring it all to an end.
Aren't good friends made to understand.
Our trust, is falling down.
The ones you love, are no longer around.
Caught in a web, trapped by your sin,
You're bullshit makes us, stop wanting.
Oh please my friend can't you see it's wrong,
Telling us stories is no more fun.
Your vicious circle of lies is like a bottomless whell,
Repent now or burn in hell!