| I’m but a simple man
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| who fell as victim to the circumstances,
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| I was given with a shameful stain
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| to decorate my clear nuances
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| Do not treat on me, girl,
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| I was merely just a fiction,
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| I got nothing more to sell
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| for your selfish prediction
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| A dagger in the dark
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| worth dozens swords at dawn,
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| how can you ask forgiveness
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| when you can barely atone?
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| With every lie, your smile suffice
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| Averting Our Eyes, Averting Our Eyes
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| did you believe I am not that wise?
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| Averting Our Eyes, Averting Our Eyes
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| A pestilence of thoughts,
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| profanity so pure,
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| I saw from a far that you crave for scars
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| but I’m not the one to scar you
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| A dismal past and future
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| that you put down to display,
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| how everyone molested you,
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| even God shined you away
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| I’m but a simple man
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| but even I hold some few dirty tricks
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| and with my back against the wall
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| you can surely use a little fix
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| I’ve gone against your wills,
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| I’ve turn the other chick,
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| this old dog has finally
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| learn a damn new trick
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| With every lie, your smile suffice
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| Averting Our Eyes, Averting Our Eyes
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| did you believe I am not that wise?
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| Averting Our Eyes, Averting Our Eyes |