You ever wonder how you lie, something to keep you safe

Yet for how long, only by how far you take it

A liar is born because of the lies growing up with, the sad truth is that’s how it always start as

They can be small, huge, bent, broken; yet its all the same a lie is a lie

A liar is born by bad blood, not what you think but how it could happen

Every one does it, it just comes easy to others

Don’t laugh, you have done it as well

A liar is born, because you keep a lie from yourself and others

Be truthful, or you could end up dead

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