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All Alone
My front is not the real me. You are not my queen,
believe me. I try and polish my heart. Please,don't blow this up.
All your time is up. i was hesitant at first,then i felt lust.
Your love ain't no cheap. You felt my level, creep.
The loneliness you might feel. Please,let this love be real.
My heart is empty as a drill. I tried to apply glue,
this only broke the rule. Oh,horrific pain.
i express myself in this game. Trembling fear over my brain.
Should I trust your gain,or let you drain my fame?
The space is infinite,yet I am alone.
believe me. I try and polish my heart. Please,don't blow this up.
All your time is up. i was hesitant at first,then i felt lust.
Your love ain't no cheap. You felt my level, creep.
The loneliness you might feel. Please,let this love be real.
My heart is empty as a drill. I tried to apply glue,
this only broke the rule. Oh,horrific pain.
i express myself in this game. Trembling fear over my brain.
Should I trust your gain,or let you drain my fame?
The space is infinite,yet I am alone.
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