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im wearing it, im wearing it
under my face
an expression and, an admission of
my disgrace
but im sure i will make it ok
i will try to give you something better
im wearing it, today
but im sure i will make it ok
i will try to give you something better
you, with the grin on your face
me, with the bag in its place
i've put a rope round my neck
im trying to win your respect
conceal the weapons
conceal the weapons
death shares everything i have
conceal the weapons
conceal the weapons
but i hate the way i
conceal the weapons
blame it on the staring match between the two of us
blame it on the staring match between the two of us