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Poppycock


Boy there you go again
I’m not there to defend myself
You love to breathe your sorry lies
Like I have never lived a hell
Well I’ve a mind to break your neck
Or at least cause you some hurt
I should rub your nose in the mess you’ve made
But I have an aversion to dirt

Well, nothing, nothing, nothing is as it seems
When the summer flowers freeze
But I’m packing my bags
And sailing right out on this icy summer breeze

So I didn’t stay the year
You couldn’t seem to understand
You even dared to shed some tears
Before you formed your plan
You really should have let it go
You really shouldn’t have messed with me
I may not be the devil, no
But I will haunt you when you sleep

Well, nothing, nothing, nothing is as it seems
When the summer flowers freeze
But I’m packing my bags
And sailing right out on this icy summer breeze

You swear it isn’t true
You swear it wasn’t you
But I’m done with your lies and
I’m done with you
I’m finished I’m done I‘m through

Because nothing, nothing, nothing is as it seems
When the summer flowers freeze
But I’m packing my bags
And sailing right out on this icy summer breeze