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Busted To The FloorThere are too many stonesand life is just made of glass. Mark the words of the fool he will tell you the truth, oh so cruel. You say and I will believe although I stumble and fall. Deceived by my own eyes. Trust is a gamble with pain, roll the dice! Give my your confidence and I'll lock the door. Offer me the same and I'll be busted to the floor. Take a walk upon the ice or ride the light of day. Dance with flames of fire, you will burn with the words, of the liar. |