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It seems we’ve lost our way
I don’t know what to do
I know I only bring misery for you
Good intentions paved this road to hell
I walk it every day
I built this road myself

Everything I say
Everything I do
Everything I touch
Blows up in my face
And it fucks things up with you

With determination
Driven by my shame
I battle all my flaws
That we discover every day
There’s something wrong with me
I can’t seem to find my way
You know I’m trying
But you tell me, just the same

Everything I say
Everything I do
Everything I touch
Blows up in my face
And it fucks things up with you

There must be something better
There must be more to life than this
Shouldn’t life together
Bring us joy and happiness
You know I’ll keep trying
Even though it’s tough
We’re in this together
This silly lie that we call love

The Lie – Track three of the album “Destitute Souls” by GOOT