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Whats real? what is true?
I aint turning my back on you
Wherere you goin? whereve you been?
Making wishes, watching dreams
It might be simple, it might be true, I might be overwhelmed by you
You might be empty, the way your eyes just look right through
Its such a mess now anyway, wish fulfillment every day
I dont believe you, now I cant hear a word you say
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