[Storyteller.]

So is it true?
Are they better than you?
Are you playing it cool?
Lips sealed, holding back the truth.

So hard to make it through
that past always catches up with you.
So afraid of what you'll do
when no one's there to help you choose.

And if you ever decide to speak the truth now
when they cast the first stone
they will cast them at you,
they will cast them at you.

Alone in a crowded room,
forever beaming out at you,
laid down so they can dance all over you.
You only have everything to lose.

At home, it all casts you,
and that mask you wear is wearing you.
You've found a new romance.
You only have everything to lose.

A certain charm
you do not possess.
I know you can't confess
who feels sick of your distress.

Some things will never change.
Deep under the ground, you'll make your way.
The choice has just been made.
Sit back and ****ing pray.

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