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cheap talk, i've senn through you your faked interests ive senn e'm too silly conversations, superficial matters puzzled thoughts where's the pattern your subjects are far too casual and to touch my core they're too ususal pretending to be my friend but if my life was at stake, you wouldn't be at hand... 'cause you just use me to get the better seat and you don't pay no mind anything that i bleed and now you want me to believe in the lies you tel but believe me, boy, i know your game so very well it's just the gentle way of saying fuck you through all the time i've throught that friendship wasn't only a word but your cheap tricks they're proved me wrong and i didn't need your comments now, so please hold your tongue and don't come crawling to me to talk about "good weather" when the clouds are hanging deeper than ever . i've heard it all before and how i'm through with you so stop acting as if you were true blue From Letras Mania