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Truth twisters

How do you sleep at night,

Taking the positives

And making them not seem right,

Making our care look bad

Is your life really that sad,

That you twist everything

The poison that you spread,

Defines you as lying

And after all of your prying,

You found so little against us

And so you had to twist,

And turn all of the positives

Somehow into negatives,

And for that you won’t be forgiven.