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The Truth Hurts

I'm not a fan of blades
You cut me to the core
Your words are like a knife
Cutting deeper even more

I used to want to know
What others thought of me
But now they've shouted out
I no longer want to see

I'm sick of living like this
Dancing to lies I've heard
But I'd rather hear the lies
Than the truth if the truth hurts

I don't know where I'm headed
I just don't have a clue
Though we'd rather just share lies
In truth, neither do you




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