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you are on a point
they are on a line
we are on a plane
until we're told its time.

Massacre, masquerade
Lying, Lying down.
Words escape Your broken heart
before you start to drown.

Cheery Skies will rise up.        --CHORUS--
Put on a happy face.
Before your face gets torn up
and you are replaced.

Inside, Outside
Above and below
we will surround you
and consume you whole

Your thoughts, your words
YOUR LIES, burning as
A sacrifice.
An effigy of social distortion
and all of the world's combined vice.

Cheery Skies will rise up.        --CHORUS--
Put on a happy face.
Before your heart gets torn up
and you are replaced.
©2005-2009 *Rulerfenrir
:iconrulerfenrir:

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Song i wrote in Math class. haha....well...yeah.

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nice, well done

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while the wicked stand confounded, call me with thy saints surrounded

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