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Beautiful Lie Lyrics
High spoken words above the flood
The water boils the frozen blood Recall the hand that stitched your eyes Cut them open and start to rise The things they always told you The things they tried to sell You know they have created Your own personal hell Itīs a beautiful lie You hold the hand that took your life You brought your ticket now take your ride |
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