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The Realness of Fake


The things that I take Make me feel real People tell me it's all fake The colors that I see They represent me It's flowing through my veins Until it reaches my brains I think I'm doing fine Hell I feel I'm on cloud nine All my fears Seem to disappear Feel good for a while I'm in love with this style But as quickly as it came It goes away all the same Then I'm back Back to reality No more rhyme No more feeling No more love Stuck in a world all alone Feeling lonely No longer on the sun But stuck in reality A place I don't wanna be Don't wanna be here forever, So I run back Not to feel good but Makes me feel great Now I'm in a state It's never too late I think I feel alive again At least that's what I feel I know, no, I think it's real People say I should give up But I know I'm tough It makes me feel the same way You know what I'm tryin' to say I can't feel your love anymore It's starting to take control It's eating at my soul I can only live on a feelin' It all ends if I stop believin' They say that I'm sick But I'm not a prick But what does it matter It's not like I can die If I'm only high
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savigirl14
<p>wow</p>

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