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Tell me you're impressed
And all the promises that I kept
Left a mark in your head
That you'll stay with me 'til the end
I re-arrange all the limbs I had
Place me in boxes
Wrap me ...
'til all that is left
Is but an ache in my chest.
I'll let you know
Any second now
I'll be your lie
If you'll be mine.
I'd follow your lead
And replace all of them
Become what you need
A pretty face in your gallery.
I'll say too much
But not quite enough
I'll be your lie
If you'll be mine.
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