I'm sick of these mind games.
I wish people would just come out and say how they feel.
I'm always stuck in this hole
Blindly differentiating what's fake and real
This frustration burns
A scar into my mind
The relationships blur
And are no longer easy to define
And there you are in the middle of the spotlight
So strong and proud no one else realizes it's a facade
And coming from your mouth is the sweetest sound
The type, which tears my walls completely down
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