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Sick for days, can't hold it down

All because you're not here

To tell me everything's gonna be just fine

Sick since the day you ran away



I'm a little twisted

I'm a little warped

Yeah, I'm a little corroded at the core



Your eyes don't lie my friend

You told me

And it's the truth

But your eyes

Trained so well in deception

If love is blind then how do you see right through me

So easily, you see it all

Your eyes, they lied