Smoke and Mirrors

Mastermind; insulting lies to get that fix same rotation such a bitch.
Love is not the same as trust.
Never going back was the thought process. Never want to abandon your flesh

She traded her for drugs and gratification, never did find that satisfaction.
Leaving the trail of cold hearts and fire to believe the lies and fill that hole it's all spilling out of control.

I miss you; I can't miss you more than I do. Sunshine blinds the eyes and makes a cocktail of the cries. Believing the words are easy. Walking the line sometimes is so cheesy.
Now bad ass. Evil Cash. Glamorized ass. Pass pass pass

Smoke and mirrors sold on every corner.
The game plays right through soon I will own her.
Like a puppeteer at the wheel there to crush all you feel.

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