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fortune teller

it’s not too late
to stop the charade
wipe yourself clean
all the mess that you made

before it explodes
distrust turns to hate
the free ins & outs
meet a big metal gate

you think that you hide
you think i can’t see
you’ve never been more than
transparent to me

i know how you’ll act
i know what you’ll do
they’ll force out the laughter
cause i did it too

behind the false face
behind the wide eyes
lives an innocent kid
i’d hate to despise

so don’t dress the truth
in the lies of the day
cause the simple fact is
i know anyway