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Lying, Cheating Son of a Bitch (Female Version) 1 by Tina

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Lying, Cheating Son of a Bitch (Female Version) 1

Rock

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["Brain In A Cracked Tin Cup"]
Your lies drip like brain in a cracked tin cup,
Slipped between my fingers while you looked up.
I was staring at the ceiling’s cracked frame,
Every word you spun was just twisting my name.
I counted the breaks where your stories fell through,
Like fingerprints smudged on a glass I once knew.
You said I’m a problem, the storm in your eyes,
But I’m waking to find your disguise.
What′s it feel like, wearing gills like a cold steel fit?
Flipping the switch, turning love into a counterfeit.
How does it burn to stab the hand that bled for you?
Lying, cheating son of a bitch, you’re painfully true.
["Brain In A Cracked Tin Cup"]
Your charms are cold, threadbare and worn,
A shadow lurking where trust is torn.
You breach your claim but skip the plea,
Kneeling before no altar but your own deceit.
Silence fills the spaces, your words forgot to say.
Cold coffee stains mark in the pages of yesterday,
Sure nothing but stories that dissolve in the light.
I′m done playing blind every night.
What′s it feel like, wearing gills like a cold steel fit?
Flipping the switch, turning love into a counterfeit.
How does it burn to stab the hand that bled for you?
Lying, cheating son of a bitch, you’re painfully true.
["Brain In A Cracked Tin Cup"]
["Brain In A Cracked Tin Cup"]
If lies were coins you′d own the street,
Empty pockets filled with nothing but deceit.
Porcelain cracked to innocence alight,
Watch it shatter beneath my watchful eye.
What′s it feel like, wearing gills like a cold steel fit?
Flipping the switch, turning love into a counterfeit.
How does it burn to stab the hand that bled for you?
Lying, cheating son of a bitch, you′re painfully true.
Cold coffee stains, lies keys you trust to raise.
I′ve locked the door on your counterfeit embrace.
Lying, cheating son of a bitch, watch me walk away.
I′m done with the games you play.
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