In the moment of our lives We cherish the philosophy of take and give No more secret i won't missed But soon the twilight get dismissed In the moment of mellow tune In the gloom of we consumed Be a start of an exchange Be a space in our range The sinner of past, poke the ignorance of mind When it's too busy in a wander of blind The existence of a courtesy be the reason to remain Though the flame burns its jealousy in pain In the innocent of words, you say Like I'm an idiotic who would pleasure to say "okay" At first lets pretend that I am cool At last I'm bleeding like a fool You may conceal the rest of your sin And I would pretend to live like it seems I prefer myself to be deaf Rather than caught you in the stray of a gaps
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