Unarmed For Victory Fascination
I've been sucked into a world I only pretend to know
And I can't stop pretending
I can't hold myself together, I can't keep myself
together
I'm so sick of dreaming,
What is fear if you don't have chills?
I'm so sick of being deceiving
Boy I'm a mess
This isn't the man that I was meant to become
My father raised me to be so much more
Close the door, I don't care,
I don't care if you leave me here
Nothing's changed, this is who I am…
There is desire to be attained
Dreams just aren't what they used to be
This is I, panicking
This is I in desperate wonder
And I feel I am just a bit pavid
Stepping into her boudoir
And in my lack of clairvoyance, I've stumbled down a
wishing well
In my lackluster imagination, I will call this hell
In my lack of clairvoyance I'm swallowed down a wishing
well
In my lackluster imagination, I will call this hell
(the cassette is set to reset)
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