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In Flames The Mirror S Truth

This past to go While I collapse It's not a false alarm The ashes settle in I guess, We are the insane as we ignore the mirror's truth Should I join

This past to go While I collapse It's not a false alarm The ashes settle in I guess, We are the insane as we ignore the mirror's truth Should I join

This past to go While I collapse It's not a false alarm The ashes settle in I guess, We are the insane as we ignore the mirror's truth Should I join

I overstand they truth is all lame I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name Nas too real, Nas true king It's

sportin' lashes from the old Massa's Clasps on the neck says, 'Property Of The Masses' And what's under the chassis? Block is gentrified while the governor's

re used to mask, a weakling's hurt It's just like painting, over dirt Everyone I love is, dead Everyone I love is, dead, all dead Life's a game I cannot

Resides only to ride in the heart of the true From the soul, of the man, for truth never has an alibi In the poetry, or in it's realm That's what pulls

through the mirror, we'll sail on through the air There's magic everywhere, just be aware Wake up when the crow will call There is no truth, there are no rules There's

in your eyes And I begin to realise That our path through times unbroken Do you know what it's like When a mirror never lies And the truth remands