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samira wyld & peter alan edwards - pretty little lies كلمات الأغنية

pretty little lies press its sticky fingers
reaching in and
exploring the depths of my mind

i wake to the silence
i wake to the empty sp_ce
where you lay your head
i wake and wonder
would this be easier if you were dead

pretty little lies
cut open the heart
its blade sometimes sharp
sometimes blunt
tearing me apart

dressed up in a suit
made of blue
a starched collar
perfect for you

pretty little lies
puncture,
wound and scar,
the iv,
drip, drip
the stitches split
mouth swollen and numb
i trip
a red dress
hugs my hips
bright lipstick stains the lips

a pretty little lie
is still a lie
no matter how its dressed
no matter its shape
or form
it’s deceiving
every time it’s believing

i wake to the silence
i wake to the empty sp_ce
where you lay your head
i wake and wonder
would this be easier if you were dead

a pretty little lie
is still a lie
that destroys
every fibre of my being
every time i look you in the eye
i see the pretty little lie

- samira wyld peter alan edwards

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