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Going Under
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Sad I wish I could raise myself
Above the lies
Maybe then I’d feel alive
Instead of like some pawn
Used to deceive others
I seem to be sinking
Going further and further under
I wish I could rise
Like an angle in the sky
So I could see the truth behind
The lies that they spin
Like a spider in his web
Lying seems to be there life
So why can’t they leave mine
I want them to stay
But they must change
To a different way
Of life
Maybe then ill quit sinking
