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Altered egos, fresh out of my mind. 

I'm just something this world can't find

You gave me skeletons, but they don't dance. 

Other's, they run away. 

Other's they have that price to pay. 

Burning roads, my hearts on fire

Tell me who is not a liar

I had my suspicions, But not a chance

All I remember is your wasted time

The air you breath its all a lie. 

It looked so good when you were there for me

And I believed.