I heard the truth was built to bend
A mechanism to suspend the guilt
Is what you are requiring still
You've got to dance little liar
(...)
And the clean coming will hurt
and you can never get it spotless
when there's dirt beneath the dirt
The liar takes a lot less time
(...)
And after you have dabbed the patch you’ll grieve
And then proceed to scratch the varnish off
That newly added calmness
So as not to raise any alarms too soon
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