Self Serving

Christ On Parade

Compositor: Christ on Parade

Never ending innuend- us designed to make a fool, but as things become more evident the only fool is you- living inside your head plotting towards a self-serving end your words and actions create a net in the end, what do you get? Friends are not there to use, play against another and abuse, so stop dropping your hints and clues, you´ve got everything to lose. You´re lying through yout teeth as you smile to my face then you say my karma will put me in my place, you always blame your faults on somebody else, it´s time you looked inside and laughed at yourself.

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