How the World Turns
Yeah, I bet you're sorry now - The lies are coming out; I know you're feeling fear and sadness All you do is scream and shout. We'll get you talking soon, though You're stubborn and you're smart; Whatever resorts we have to take You'll be known for who you are. And now you want our pity. I feel for you, I do, But I can control the mob no more They're all gunning straight for you. It doesnt matter if you take the blame, Or what lessons you've been taught, Because the question we're all asking is: Is it worth it, if you're caught?
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