"Deceit" by sapoots.
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"Doesn't this bitch know when to quit? I know your love is fake. Manufactured, synthetic bullshit used to trick me, just like the others before me. I'm fed up. Yet, why do your words still land on my weakened heart? I look down and I see the lovers of your past, their hearts bloody...bruised...dead...

I'm forced to make a choice. Turn around and listen to your lies, or end up dead like the rest. A zero sum game. My heart's lose-lose. But I guess I'd rather let my heart die than to listen to your lies once more."
 
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