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I've started believing the liesAnd quite frankly I'm troubled by what I've heardIt must be a sign of the timesUnless deceased, your genius has no worthMy kamikaze designI can't wait for my world to come crashing downI'm bored so bring my demiseI'm bored now, really bored now 'Cause everybody wants that little piece of youAnd everybody wants that little peaceful viewAnd everybody wants that little piece of youTo take home and call their ownI've started unbreaking the tiesAnd quite rightly I've found myself breaking upIt must be the shine of the liesA cold shoulder to cry on is quite enoughRevolution in your designI can't wait for your skies to sliding downI'm wrong, so claim I was rightI'm wrong now each and every time From Letras Mania