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You're being watched by a pattern underneath you.
Drunken thoughts wrongdoings,
They remember who,
Went and lied and cheated while his heart turned cold.
And his life became sold,
To some ALcoHoL.

This ain't love or a story tale.
I've come to cry I've come to laugh I've come for help,
I cry at night and I cannot find peace.
Heads&Tales come and found out how much we see.

When he walks on the train,
With no coin in his pocket.
You don't know the backstory.

He's a simple man with simple needs,
He's a one night stand,
And a fraudulent fee,
He's a crooked businessman,
His books are clean,
But his conscience is far worse than.
She just wanted help is that too much to ask?
Advantage taken from her body and her class,
Forced & spat upon her boyfriends an ass,
But all you see,
Is the outer costume & her mask.

When he walks on the train,
With no coin in his pocket.
You don't know the backstory.
When her light does fade,
And you smile while she lost it...
You don't know the Backstory.

I caught you off gaurd,
In a big kind of way,
With your bloodshot eyes staring down as you pace,
The pavement can't run,
As you crawl through this cave.
What you yelling at me for,
You did this to yourself,
You incredulous creature,
You'e become someone else.
Pull the safety off the gun...

Save yourself.

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