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I know
The sickening thoughts that slither around your head
I know
The gluttonous guilt that buried me in your bed
Manipulate me if tu can
Go on and fool me like your biggest fan

I know
The arrogant pride that poisons the truth tu hear
I know
The bigoted tongue that tears away all your fear
Pontificate tu faded star
Go on and mostrar me who tu really are

tu can lie to the papers
tu can hide from the press
tu can fake it on stage
tu can crawl from your cage
tu can buscar and destroy
tu can kill and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick tu played
Whore tu laid
Dream tu stole
I know the cama in the room in the wall
In the house where tu got what tu wanted and ruined it all
I know the secrets that tu keep
I know where tu sleep

I know
The illness behind the image tu create
I know
The tedious need to turn all tu amor into hate
tu poor pathetic paranoid
Is it just me o do tu secretly enjoy it?

tu can lie to the papers
(You can lie) tu can hide from the press
(You can hide) tu can fake it on stage
tu can crawl from your cage
tu can buscar and destroy
tu can kill and depend on it
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
I know your tainted flesh
(You can’t hide)
I know your filthy soul
(You can’t hide)
I know each trick tu played
(You can fake it if tu try) Whore tu laid
Dream tu stole
I know the cama in the room in the wall
In the house where tu got what tu wanted and ruined it all
I know the secrets that tu keep
I know where tu sleep

Sleep
Sleep
Sleep

tu play the victim very well
tu build yourself indulgent hell
tu wanted someone to understand you
Well be careful what tu wish for because I do
You’ve got a fancy turn of phrase
tu set your trap
tu made your plays
You’re so fond of games
tu must never lose
Funny how the only one in your cama is you

tu can lie to the papers
tu can hide from the press
tu can lie to the papers
tu can hide from the press
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
tu can lie to the papers
tu can hide from the press
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
FAKE, CRAWL, SEARCH, KILL

Oh my god
Oh my god
I touched you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
God save the queen
I loved you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
Oh, oh
I fucked you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
I can never live it down

I know the sickening thoughts that slither around your head
I know the gluttonous guilt that buried me in your …shh!… bed

tu can lie to the papers
tu can hide from the press
tu can fake it on stage
tu can run from your cage
tu can buscar and destroy
tu can kill and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick you’ played
Whore tu laid
Dream tu stole
I know the cama in the room in the wall
In the house where tu got what tu wanted and ruined it
I know the cama in the room in the wall
In the house where tu got what tu wanted and ruined it
I know the cama in the room in the wall
In the house where tu got what tu wanted and ruined it
I know the secrets that tu keep
I know where tu sleep

I’m wishing tu the best of luck
And por the way
(Your poesía sucks)
I’m wishing tu the best of luck
And por the way
(Your poesía sucks)
I’m wishing tu the best of luck
And por the way
(Your poesía sucks)
I’m wishing tu the best of luck
And por the way
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Thank god I’m pretty
The occasional free drink I never asked for
The occasional admission to a seedy little bar
Invitation to a stranger’s car
I’m blessed
With the ability to render grown men tongue-tied
Which only means that when it’s dark outside
I have to run and hide
Can’t look behind me
Thank god I’m pretty

Thank god I’m pretty
Every skill I ever have will be in question
Every ill that I must suffer
Clearly brought on por myself
Though the cops would come for someone else
I’m blessed
I’m truly privileged to look this good without clothes on
Which only means that when I sing you’re jerking...
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posted by xangelx
I’ll take my hope where I can find it
Seems I find it here in you
Hang your curtain get behind it
I won’t even ask for proof
Go ahead and read my fortune
Cast your dice, divine my fate
I just want to know I have one
Tell me that it’s not too late for

Chorus:
A little segundo hand faith
A line upon my palm that I can just erase
‘Cause I need to believe in a hierarchic grace
I can do without a book I’ll never read
Second hand faith is all I need

I will pay tu for your trouble
I will pay tu for your time
Steal my wallet charge me double
All I’ve come for is a sign
Is there someone who can help me
Up...
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posted by xangelx
Mad girl
Can tu believe
What they’ve done to you?
Wouldn’t they stop
When tu asked them to leave tu alone
In all your faerie tales
How did the prince say he loved you?
How did your father die?
Was he a good man?
Maybe someday you’ll know

The beginning and the end
Much closer than they seem
Death is but a dream, I know
Dolls were meant to throw away
All broken and bent from petty play
My friend in this world
Is a bottle of nothing
Still I fly
Still I fall

Mad girl
Can tu believe
What they’ve done to you?
Wouldn’t they stop
When tu asked them to leave tu alone
In all your faerie tales
How did the prince...
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posted by xangelx
How do I save tu from a fate so sweet
As being torn to pieces por a loving hand
How do I save tu from a voice so soft
As that which acquiesces to your each demand
How do I look upon the eyes I love
And send them down this path, I know it isn’t right
How do I make tu realize my love
That there is más to fear than strangers in the night

Chorus:
How do I save you
How do I set tu free
Behind the curtain waits a darker world
If I can’t make tu leave
How can I save tu from me

I think you’ve had enough experience
To differentiate between a corazón of gold
And what tu cuna in your gentle arms
Can tu not recognize a soul already sold
How do I save tu from the things I’ve been
I can’t deny the past, it’s written on my face
How do I save tu from the mess you’re in
When I can’t make tu leave this torturous embrace

Chorus
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