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Вершы: The Black Maria. Betrayal.

I love how they used to say
It's all in your head
You're a paranoid picture, you're a photograph

Exposed by the light
When you step outside
Burnt by the sun that's in your eyes

But when I saw it in my face
In this mirror that needs to break
Somethin' bothered me and left me to feel

Betrayal, betrayal
It rips right through me
How you lie right to me

Betrayal, betrayal
Will this world make better sense
Once you mean nothin' to me?

It's on the cutting room floor
Footage of this mess
Filmed then packaged and ready to sell

Betrayal, betrayal
It rips right through me
How you lie right to me

Betrayal, betrayal
You used to live in a memory
Now those pictures are burning, now, now

You're a memory, a fingerprint on the film
You're a shadow in the sun
Now it's your time to burn

Betrayal, betrayal
It rips right through me
How you lie right to me

Betrayal, betrayal
Will this world make better sense
Once you mean nothin' to me?

One day, you will come crawlin' back
To the same place that I've been