October-19-1998
Trisha Barrek Hopkins
All these lies
I'm getting sick of them
Sometimes I think I should say my good-byes
They are growing so fast like an infested stem
You tell me one thing
Then you tell me another
Your promises you never bring
It's amazing we're still together
I try to hold on
But you make me so mad
To the point I can"ttake it anymore
Letting go will only make me sad
These lies and promises are becoming a bore
I love you too much
But all these lies got to leave
Even though I'll miss your soft gentle touch
One day I'll be gone then you'll believe
That I got fed up with all these lies
It became too much
No more kissing
No more blue skies
You'll be missing
No more lies
Stop before it's to late
Stop before I lose all fate
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I know all about them lies.
I know all about them lies. Good work.
All these lies
That you've been speaking
Telling me I should be leaving
Tell me why you need to deceive me
Because all these lies are pushing me away
I'm all too familiar with this. Awesome rendering of the concept.
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