untrue... I was the surveillance on the mirrors other side, hidden in your mind, reflecting the lies of life once forgotten and denied. Fear behind your rage, it's all
: Halls and walls of consequence deem endless, where hope is the art of lying to yourself. You're a lost fucking cause in a vicious circle of endless
be untrue... I was the surveillance on the mirrors other side, hidden in your mind, reflecting the lies of life once forgotten and denied. Fear behind your rage, it's all
Halls and walls of consequence deem endless, where hope is the art of lying to yourself. You're a lost fucking cause in a vicious circle of endless