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art of arranging sounds in time

Sunday, July 31

Demon

My words confuse you
My eyes don’t move and blink
Cause it’s easier sometimes not to be sincere
Somehow I make you believe
When I speak I cross my fingers
Will you know you’ve been deceived?
I find a need to be the demon
A demon cannot be hurt

Honest is easy
Fiction is where genius lies
Cause it’s easier sometimes
Not to be involved
Somehow I make you believe
When I speak I cross my fingers
Do you know you’ve been deceived?
I find the need to be the demon
A demon cannot be hurt


 # posted by dada @ 2:54 AM

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