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"PASSION, THE LIES OF LOVE"
does this place exits, or is it in my head.
i lie awake, im alone, in my bed.
the window is open, but theres no escape.
i make a move with passion, only to break.
//the tears you cry are not in vain,
they make and change us, they cause us pain,
but when we're gone, they shall know,
we are who we are, we make it so.\\
mirrors and visions, blurring lines,
our lives of fiction, tell us lies,
the more we ask it, conceal to us,
im not laughing, bring on the flood.
//the tears you cry are not in vain,
they make and change us, they cause us pain,
but when we're gone, they shall know,
we are who we are, we make it so.\\
the passion of lies,
blurred by disguise,
the passion of lies,
the unmasked kind...