All that I have done

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Blood pours out of my ears.

I can't believe what I am hearing.

Nothing but whispers of your sins.

All I do is buy, all you do is lie.

I fall for the tears that cause me pain.

You talk in tongues of the devil.

You fool me with those angles eyes.

All I do is cry, all you do is lie.

I create my own grave with your shovel.

I carve my tombstone with your chisel.

I write my will with your ravens feather and blood ink.

All I have done is die, all you have done was lie.

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