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I wish I was real.
I haven't been this scared in a long time
and I'm so unprepared so here's your valentine
bouquet of clumsy words, a simple melody
this world's an ugly place, but you're so beautiful to me
How can you be true to yourself when you don't even know who you are?
How can I keep a promise, when my entire being forces me against it?
Why am I such a useless prick?
The questions boggle the mind.
And why do I try so hard not to hurt?
It's unmistakable. I have created my own hell inside this shell of a body.
I haven't been this scared in a long time
and I'm so unprepared so here's your valentine
bouquet of clumsy words, a simple melody
this world's an ugly place, but you're so beautiful to me
How can you be true to yourself when you don't even know who you are?
How can I keep a promise, when my entire being forces me against it?
Why am I such a useless prick?
The questions boggle the mind.
And why do I try so hard not to hurt?
It's unmistakable. I have created my own hell inside this shell of a body.