| It's almost over, the walls are closing in. It's almost over so cry it's gonna get you in. Tales, left so long. Words, left so gone. It's starting to become so broken. Like a childs game played, here's your token. To haunt to scare, a child thats there. The love that I see, the heart that i bleed. Love, is it real? what do you feel? Shamoefull, words set the setting, im-perfect, half-minded, left behind. What will it take to open up your mind? The love that I see, the heart thats real, tell me whats love, and what do your feel? Because everyday, it's feeling less real. |
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