Real or Fake
love is fake
what does it take
to get these feelings out of my head
i cant even go to bed
there is nothing i can do
but to think of you
my head starts to sway
there is no other way
i want to fall asleep
so i can count the sheep
sometimes i wanna die
but i dont know why
I may go to school
but im still a fool
the world is a mere game
it can't be tamed
but love feels so real
but lets make a deal
between you and me
we just have to wait and see
we will not know
what life will bestow
but we will have to adjust
theres only one thing which is us
for my love, Bailey
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