This wind blows cold
Humming a sorry tune of weakness and betrayal
We skirt around the truth with the dance
Secrets and little white lies are far too frail
We become the void
Existing day to day

Smothered in the awful truth
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Trust seems far away
I'm sorry I hurt you
But I was bored
I could never understand
Why this hate wears so thin
You were far too demanding now
These are the wages of sin...