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Disloyal Wreck.
Once in a dream, I had you again,
Your eyes weren’t full of fog,
We were actually sane.
This dream could have been a nightmare,
But I didn’t let it be,
I went back further,
Back to where you loved me.
Life takes the good things gradually,
Until what’s left is naught but lies,
The hope of moving forward,
Is all a buried disguise.
So tell me, is it nice?
Living in that lie in your head?
Do her arms cover your body at night, while my heart is left here dead?
You never really understood,
That disappearing to her would do this to me,
Although despite that lack of thought,
You knew I’d be unhappy.
I feel like I wasted so much time with you,
These could have been smiles rather than tears,
No bruises, or elapsed years.
So the lessons you’ve taught hurt in no doubt,
But are lessons I will not forget,
It’s time now to erase those memories,
Goodbye, you disloyal wreck.
Your eyes weren’t full of fog,
We were actually sane.
This dream could have been a nightmare,
But I didn’t let it be,
I went back further,
Back to where you loved me.
Life takes the good things gradually,
Until what’s left is naught but lies,
The hope of moving forward,
Is all a buried disguise.
So tell me, is it nice?
Living in that lie in your head?
Do her arms cover your body at night, while my heart is left here dead?
You never really understood,
That disappearing to her would do this to me,
Although despite that lack of thought,
You knew I’d be unhappy.
I feel like I wasted so much time with you,
These could have been smiles rather than tears,
No bruises, or elapsed years.
So the lessons you’ve taught hurt in no doubt,
But are lessons I will not forget,
It’s time now to erase those memories,
Goodbye, you disloyal wreck.
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