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de Reol

Ready, set, go, piercing gaze through the center
Thrown dart, in flight
'Course it's not hitting the 25 point zone
Anything but a hit doesn't count
But everyone's unique
No one feels anything. What a lame joke

Smart, cute face, good personality
How many checks do I hit on on your list?
Put on an act again, play the adult
Do what you can to hide it and laugh

They're watching, they're watching
The gossip spilling from the mouths of cute girls
They care, they care
Fashion trends, superiority, questioning faces
Trendy fashionista

What should we believe in?
We want relief, which money can't buy
Eyes hurt from aiming at the bullseye
What do we wanna see with our lowered gaze?

I lie, I'm fine
In limbo, a cursed song
Pour the sorrow, alcoholic
All the pop songs question love
Unsavable, a cursed song
I want you to understand, it's ok if you don't
Forever

People live like they're on a planar mirror
I know that you were both
That girl and I, at the same time
The isolation of yesterday, like the phone wires had been cut
It doesn't go away, no matter how I curse my own mind
What I'm about to say is real

I can't help being scared

Your eyes, body as an afterimage
A falseness more solid than the truth
Catch, unchanging thoughts
I want them to be spread right now

You stick to pointedly ignoring
But you were the one who wanted to know
Why? We still can't set this right
And the planar world breaks apart

I lie, I'm fine
In limbo, a cursed song
Pour the sorrow, alcoholic
All the pop songs question love
Unsavable, a cursed song
I want you to understand, it's ok if you don't

I lie, I'm fine
In limbo, a cursed song
Pour the sorrow, alcoholic
All the pop songs question love
Unsavable, a cursed song
I want you to understand, it's ok if you don't
Forever

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