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Pinocchio's Demise
simple pleasures all weve got to give
we lock the stars n name the places they live
i love a dirt road with a rose camaro
never said i was a good kinda kid
i never said im into this: knock on wood
i never said i was your fren so stop pretendin i am
i never told a lie
i never told a lie
i never told a lie
i never told a lie
all i ever swept was dust on the floor
everybody always sayin: less is more
all im surrounded by is zen bu-u-ddhism
i never told a lie
i never told a lie
i never told a lie
she never told a lie
until the day i die
ill never tell a lie
i never told a lie
i never told a lie
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