What is this we've become
How cold can lovers be
Only every action complicates
Only every action pushes the gap wider
We can only change ourselves
What are we trying to be
Who are we trying to fool
It sits like a rock in our stomach
If our upset is it is final
We can fake the good life or fuck it
You a stoic reincarnation
I a recluse wrapped in a thousand poor speculations
Lay with me and I'll show you ugly
I will shed light on the darkest corner
Change is not always an option
Hearts on our sleeves, 3, 2, 1, GO!
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