You could talk alone
You could lie along your life like a soliloquy
You could try at once
Get drunk like a dunce once in a while
So you might sing like a ventriloquy
And everything you say
Everything you fake is turning back like a boomerang
Somehow fragmented sentences come to you
In a rare commotion, I told no lies, just opinions and half-truths
As in the bible use your judgment as you can
The harder you try to explain, the worse it gets, this misunderstand
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