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I froze your lungs, your breath tells me the truth

I know that you know, I know that you know, and he knew it too

When I walked in the room, what I could have died

I should've left, yeah I should've went, but I couldn't go

He is your man, but I am your lie

 

I am a slave to these, make believe, things you say to me

And I've built this hate machine of broken dreams and the wall did crumble

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Forty Four

Done