“Fake It”
I only wanna die in your arms to the death with him,
Thought I had you there for a second,
Loyalty can be mistaken for trust you see I’m a born sinner.
My heart is not pure like the virgins I have encountered,
It’s dark and bright like a whirlwind in a field,
Give me love so my mind can be at ease.
Drunk off of everything that life gives me,
You don’t know the real me in the shadows that I present,
Yet I still love you no matter how cruel you want to seem.
Be with me forever and ever I’m only yours to keeps..
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