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The Strawman of Love
:Whisper:
Barren view, barren view
We must start anew
I just see a face and claim that's you
I want what's on the inside as my base
Cause when I think of you, all I see is your face
:End of whisper:
You see the skin
But you do not see from within
A home built upon sand
With my neck encircled around a hand
Your base is an exhibition
But you still want to cheat
An indiscreet hurt
With my hands encircled around this flirt
Drain me
I don't want you to get close anymore
My thoughts, my thoughts
Renew me
You see the life
But you do not see the meaning
A future built around a wife
With my passion screaming
Your actions are an exhibition
But you still want to hide
An indiscreet stand down
With my head encircled around water
Drown me
I don't want to feel you anymore
My thoughts, my thoughts
Renew me
Overwhelm me with this barren view
Show me your face and say it's you
I want what's on the inside as my base
Cause when I think of you, all I see is your face
Blind me
I don't want to see you anymore
My thoughts, my thoughts
Guide me
Overwhelm me with this barren view
Show me your face and say it's you
Overwhelm me with this barren view
Cause when I think of you, all I see is your face
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The antecedent tries to dilapidate
But those reflections no longer speak so vehemently
A moribund being
Is all that you are now...
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