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He said to look in the mirror
The only one to tell the truth
I float like flotsam on the salt and the tears

She saw the future in his eyes, glimmering, past the firewall
Sweaty hands, holding each other
Delusion and faux-hope fills the air, polluted as it is
The hallucinations appear

Who gives a shit if he sees what you see in him
Living our separate lives, inside our sovereign nations
Grab his sweat and hold on, hold on for your life

Archived thoughts leaking out beyond it's walls
He seems a bit paranoid
His emotions were bottled up for thereafter
Licking the cap clean, she ignored the faucet
Eyes hopping from word to word, perceiving them wrong
Blind to the hope and the dream of an inexistent romance
C'mon, don't be nervous, give him what he needs
We know you want him to be buried along side you
So, go ahead and show the affection of your mental state

You need to lie to see him through
Find his weakness, exploit him for your love to blossom
This isn't the first , fuck etiquette!
Follow him to his home, see it through that will he love you