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Swallowed Whole


Left in the open

Ripe for the taking

This is dangerous

Exploited by strangers

Still you feel in control

Left in the open

Unable to hide

You have spoken the words

But are these your beliefs

No hope here

You'll find no relief

Surely you didnt think

You could just wash it away

You play in the darkness

And pray in the day

Who do you think you are

Where do I even begin

Each and every lie

Comes out in the end

That wicked mouth

How far will it take you

When beauty fades

I wonder where you will end up 

Hold back your hair

One day you'll come up for air

When you do

Know i wont be there

Remember the taste

As hot karma slides down your throat

This is what you wanted 

This is what you chose

 

 

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