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He called himself a friend of mine All he did was digging in the dirt He called himself a friend all the time I didn't believe in any word ALL OF THE LIES AND THE SPITE YOU BELIEVE IN POISONS YOUR MIND MAKES YOU BLIND FOR THE TRUE RELIEF He called himself a man of the mind All he did was waste all of our time Truly he was the blindest of the blind Another sample of a growing kind ALL OF THE LIES AND THE SPITE YOU BELIEVE IN POISONS YOUR MIND MAKES YOU BLIND FOR THE TRUE RELIEF And as he fell he lordly closes his eyes As always waiting for the one Some helping hand - a friend of his lies But this time there was another outcome When he got up on his knees again Crying for help like a little child He raised his head and took around Completely alone but still running wild ALL OF THE LIES AND THE SPITE YOU BELIEVE IN POISONS YOUR MIND MAKES YOU BLIND FOR THE TRUE RELIEF From Letras Mania