Sit down
Lock the door
Put the gun out of reach
'Cause people that preach
Got bullets for eyes
Razor blades hide in their smiles
Church clothes hide holsters
All-American teeth
Hide the daggers inside
Everyone lies.
They'll always lie best
When there's no time for rest
When they know that you're dying inside
To trust is divine
They say as they lie.
They weren't kind enough
To buy piercing rounds
Just shot
Beaten down
One nick at a time
Just petty crimes
Killing you slowly
For fun.
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