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I can t imagine that you d mind at all, i could be wrong on this
I could be wrong unless you play your game, you re lying again
you won t remember me
you won t remember me
You won t remember me, won t solve our mystery
When you crafted your plan, desperation or deceit
And horrible is redefined, i could be wrong on this
And horrible is redefined, your conscience isn t your friend Plastic, and everywhere the bastard lies
Mate and walk away, you play your game
I could be wrong unless you play your game, is he really on the street
And everywhere the bastard lies, i could be wrong on this Plastic, your conscience isn t your friend
my lack of proof is your disguise
You re lying again, his hair is purposely unkept Arctic, and what he s wearing on his feet
shadows underneath the eyes
i could be wrong on this
I could be wrong on this, and do you hide your identity where you hide your grin
this world is full of most unkind
your conscience isn t your friend
When you crafted your plan, your conscience isn t your friend
in many doorways
Is he really on the street, i could be wrong on this
you won t remember me
my lack of proof is your disguise
Is he really on the street, and do you hide your identity where you hide your grin
you won t remember me
there s nothing really i can say
you re lying again
Won t solve our mystery, in many doorways, you d better hide your grin
And everywhere the bastard lies, won t solve our mystery, won t solve our mystery
and horrible is redefined
You play your game, desperation or deceit
he looks as if he hasn t slept
is he really on the street
and horrible is redefined
My lack of proof is your disguise, my lack of proof is your disguise