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Don't judge a book by it's cover Angel of light core of the night Peel the surface throbbing cancer Couldn't believe it'd turn out this way Outside is pretty inside is putrid Smooth words with jagged edges Dazzling lights dark recesses nothing is as what it seems Communication Taken for granted a sure thing easy schemes with deadly wheels Lulled into a false security it's the calm before the storm Hunter and hunted swapping roles set in concrete sink in quicksand Crystal clear ocean beware the rip sitting pretty or sitting duck Looks are deceiving uncovered lies Looks are so deceiving face value gone you're so false