As the green hits the canvas
Your eyes come into view
Olive skin alive with texture
Coat your frame anew
Could you feel this coming?
You're drying inside...
The finish is cracking
The truth no longer hides
Don't waste your breath on me
I happen to know everything
I've seen the creature you try to hide
So save your lies...
Your lips once soft and moist
Now chipped, eroding away
Beautiful eyes so enchanting
Now fading to gray
I could see this coming
You're decaying inside
The character you're playing
Has run out of lines
Don't waste your breath on me
I happen to know everything
I've seen the creature you try to hide
So save your lies...
You could feel this coming
You're dying inside
The finish is cracking
The truth no longer hides
Don't waste your breath on me
I happen to know everything
I've seen the creature you try to hide
So save your lies...

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