Grut Wall

If I can close myself just fine
 You'll take me in,
 I'll cross the line
 We'll be sent intro pretend
 We'll travel far into their hearts
 He'll take you in and treat you well
 You'll never doubt
 He'll never tell
 Your dirty lies, your misbelief, your false success which you've achieved
 My mind in on the shelf
 And time can only tell that the price yet this way
 But the wager has been placed
 You'll like to stand beside yourself
 You hate the way which you asell
 Your story books and false disease
 I promise you we'll make belief
 So take this gear that I give to you
 And run for me
 You promise to cherish it good from afar
 My mind in on the shelf
 And time can only tell that the price yet this way
 But the wager has been placed