It was so much easier when I loved an illusion
Though it may have wasted time and caused thought pollution
It gave me more certainty and a lot less confusion
Knowing all ahead of me, I came to a conclusion
Cause it all goes your way, on a one-way street
Do we really need the other half, to truly feel complete?
But once you feel the touch of something physical, concrete
No other way of life could ever dare compete
And maybe I love it when you scream at me
Prove to me you’re real
Show me your emotions
Show me how much I make you feel
I love it when you’re angry
When you make me die inside
When you give me a taste of torture
Give me trills I can’t deny
Maybe I’m just sick
Messed up mentally
But I love the way it feels
When you kill me accidentally
Maybe I just love the fact
That you give me a reason to cry
So I don’t have to make excuses
Don’t have to wonder why
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