I cross my toes and swear to lie
Thruthfulness does not pay off
Everything for a tear in my eye
To make them understand
To make them stop
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I cross my toes and swear to lie
Noone will believe the truth
Everything for a tearful eye

An eye for an eye
A truth for a truth
A truth full of lies
A mind full of fruit

Wierdest Anatomy
Angelic like Poetry
The nexus of Ideology

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