I know all your secrets
and I have no one left to tell
when I split into fractions
cause I I know your story well
but I have no one left to tell
Burn your truth
Make you believe in god
Make you believe in ghosts
Make you believe in me
I tell all your secrets
If I had someone left to tell
Can my, my fearful diceptions
Because I know your lies so well
but I have no one left to tell
Burn your truth
make you believe in god
make you believe in ghosts
make you believe in me
Burn your truth
Make you believe in god
make you believe in ghosts
make you believe in me
Make you Believe
Burn your truth
make you believe in god
make you believe in ghosts
make you believe in me
burn your truth
make you believe in god
make you believe in ghosts
make you believe in me
burn your truth
make you believe in god
make you believe in ghosts
make you believe in me
Burn your truth
make you believe in god
Burn your truth
Make you believe in god
burn your truth
make you believe in god
burn your truth
make you believe in god
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