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Sean Olson

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Sean Olson

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What's your lie?

Warm glance, a fake smile.

Eyes meet, your mind runs wild.

This game you play I like in a way.

You expect to grab a child (grab a child)

You think I'm innocent not wild.

Take me let's see how much I'm tamed.

Everybody listen while I think of all I know,

How to live for sure - body wall into my precious

soul.

I'll show you fears, pleasure pain is my control.

Let your body lay in there, warm flesh to your fear.

Warm lips, a big smile.

Hatred runs through your insides.

This game you play - intimidation each day.

You think it's all a lie (all a lie)

They want to destroy your life.

Anger twisted your life into pain

I wish I could take control.

I wish I could let go.

I wish I could break this mould.

Inside I'm so fucking cold.

I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming on you... (x4)

Warm glance, a fake smile.

Eyes meet, your mind runs wild.

This game you play I like in a way.

You expect to grab a child (grab a child)

You think I'm innocent not wild.

Take me - let's see how much I'm tamed.

Everybody listen while I become all I know.

How to live for sure - body wall into my precious

soul.

I'll show you fears, pleasure pain is my control.

Let your body lay in there, warm flesh to your fear.

I wish I could lose control.

I wish I could let go.

I wish I could break this mould

Inside I'm so fuckin' cold.

Weapons inside so the truth unfolds.

I am done.

That was so fun.

This one's real.

How'd it feel?

What's comin', what's comin', what's comin' on you?

(x4)

I'm comin', I'm comin', I'm comin' on you... (x4)

(gasp)

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