(You…)

Errahhh!!!

Ignoring,
A loss of sight,
Afraid to blink,
I might lose the sun.

But don’t,
Make this out,
To be more,
Than it is
Behind every lie,
There’s a burden within.
YES YOU’RE MY SIGHT!

The suffering,
That’s kept within,
Disposable men,
Lost…

Inside,
He was negative.

This place,
Once more was underground.

So look,
And connect,
We’re refusing to rust,
Healing has to begin,
In the past.

So don’t fake this,
Don’t fake this,
Don’t fake this,
Don’t!

(You…)
The suffering,
That’s kept within,
Disposable men,
Lost…

Don’t fake this,
Don’t fake this,
Don’t fake this,
Don’t!!!
FAKE!!!
FAKE!!!

(You…)
The suffering,
That’s kept within,
Disposable men,
Lost…

So don’t fake this,
Don’t fake this,
Don’t fake this,
Don’t!!!
FAKE!!!
FAKE!!!

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