What then, after you said your futile last word, you close the door.
Your inner self, it won't be forgiving you and
I hope it will not let you sleep at night,
I just hope it f___in' hurts, you fake.
You think to know it all, you will just choke. Your words,
they will be ripping your throat, at the end of your show.

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