[Intro] C#m F#m
[Primera Parte]
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I heard the truth was built to bend
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A mechanism to suspend
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The guilt is what you are requiring
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Still you've got to dance little liar
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Just like those fibbs that pop and fizz
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And you'll be forced to take that awful quis
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And you're bound to trip and she'll detect the fiction
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On your lips and dig a contradiction up
[Estribillo]
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And the clean coming will hurt
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And you can never get it spotless
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When there's dirt beneath the dirt
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The liar take a lot less time
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I'm sure it's clear and plain to read
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Its not an alibi you need just yet
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Oh no it's something for those beads of sweat
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Yes that we'll get you back to normal
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And after you have dabbed the patch you'll grieve
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And then proceed to scratch the varnish off
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That newly added calmness
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So as not to raise any alarms too soon
[Estribillo]
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And the clean coming will hurt
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And you can never get it spotless
E G#
When there's dirt beneath the dirt
The liar take a lot less time
[Estribillo]
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Time to decide on his saunter
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Have you got itchy bones
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And in all your time alone
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Can you hack your mind being riddled
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With the wrong memories
[Solo] C#m F#m
[Estribillo]
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And the clean coming will hurt
E F#m
And you can never get it spotless
E G#
When there's dirt beneath the dirt