sometimes i think that i don't really exist
that i'm just supposed to pretend i'm living
playing out some nightmare of a life
of desperate need for this one mans love
this man is unable to give love
he can barely even take love
he knows so well how to fake love
but he doesn't even know what love is
sometimes i think that if i could just learn
that i could take myself so far
but then i look at what i have to do to get to start
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