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The Consequences of Desire
You picked me up just to watch me fall
 Clenching fists slam against the wall
 You gave me everything to regret and nothing to forget
 my blind conscience won't go unused this time,
 no not this time.
 
 Your beauty is a disguise for people like me
 who only looks at whats set in front of them to see
 A mask of deception
 A trick of perception
 A sting of infection
 from your failed attempt at perfection
 
 Falling off my lips, the edge of every word
 is burning as it's heard
 Calling out my name
 it'll never be the same
 I'll have to look before I fall,
 and learn to trust no one at all
 I won't supply a second chance
 to be striked in the back, a surprise attack. 
 
 I cannot recolect,
 the buring effect
 You set my soul on fire
 the consequences of desire
 
 I won't fall for these games you play,
 or gamble in the mist of desired dismay
 Your agony's second coming,
 gut wrentching and heart numbing
 Even death wouldn't seal this deal..
 
 You gave me eveything to regret and nothing to forget
 My blind conscience won't go unused this time 
 I won't fall for these kinds of games you play,
 or gamble in the mist of desired dismay
 Your beauty's a disguise for people like me
 Who only look at whats set in front of them to see
 A mask of deception
 A trick of perception
 A sting of infection
 from your failed attempt at perfection
 I won't supply a second chance 
 to be striked, out loud, in the back a surprise attack
 I cannot recolect, the buring effect
 You set my soul on fire
 The consequences of desire.

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