River of Sticky Lies
Feeling like a slut when I look into your eyes,
I swim threw thought a river of sticky lies.
Floating down on an inner tube of memories that are sinking,
Clutch my nuckels white to the truth that is shrinking.
Furious waves of reality crush the mirage.
Shattered shards of hope and broken heart make a collage .
Dig my fingertips into your consciousness,
So I can see what you see.
Sit inside a memory warp into a fallacy,
Because you believe what you believe.
Run threw your dreams again,
Where I can be what you want me to be.
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