This consciousness, simply an illusion cast in time,
It's evident, that smile was never really mine,
And maybe misery is all you'll ever be,
But I'm falling apart again...
Like fictional appeal, these questions are real,
They're parked outside your gates,
Soul extensions aside, it's a wonder girl,
How you make this look so easy,
Fire's fine, we'd just forget to fan the flames,
Now it's hard to recall the way you used to say my name,
While travesty triumphs, well at least in theory,
Won't you twist this merde knife,
Just f.y.i this isn't a love song,
Well so much more than that,
We're just poets with bleeding hearts
TBC
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