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Who can I trust? |
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All I see is an empty sky. |
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Who can I trust? |
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What good's a God |
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Who can't hear my cries? |
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Who can I trust? |
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These paper walls |
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Are closing in on me. |
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Who can I trust? |
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Nothing left for me to believe. |
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With crooked compass, you navigate. |
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And slanted motive, you narrate. |
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Cross the lines to twist fate. |
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Lose the plot as you obdurate. |
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Prop yourself on a turn of phrase. |
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What are you hiding, why are you afraid? |
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I see a bias lurking in your verbs. |
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Your actions speak louder than your words. |
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As you allege I must object. |
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You are the cause to the effect. |
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Who can I trust? |
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All I see is an empty sky. |
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Who can I trust? |
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What good's a God |
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Who can't hear my cries? |
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Who can I trust? |
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These paper walls |
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Are closing in on me. |
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Who can I trust? |
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Nothing left for me to believe. |
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Dot your I's and cross your T's. |
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Build a cage of words and throw away the keys. |
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Paint a picture with foul adjectives. |
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Punish the subject with the subjective. |
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Steal the scene for your pronouncement |
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Of a sentence for the common nouns. |
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But you changed the name before the predicate - |
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An error of grammatical etiquette. |
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I stand alone with my independent clause: |
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She may be gone but I am not the cause. |
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You left your role with your passive voice. |
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Our outcome is not your choice. |
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Tried to set the tone and tense. |
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This life in paper that you have spent |
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Has left you cruel and discontent. |
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Rip the pages right out of your book. |
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Blind to your words, deaf to your hooks. |
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Escape the tempo and the time. |
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I cut the bars and fall out of my lines. |
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Who can I trust? |
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All I see is an empty sky. |
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Who can I trust? |
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What good's a God |
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Who can't hear my cries? |
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Who can I trust? |
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These paper walls |
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Are closing in on me. |
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Who can I trust? |
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Nothing left for me to believe. |
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