Sometimes throughout the long night, I sit and try to make everything right. Trying to cover up this wanting you, Do you think of me like I think of you? When your mind is in a constant blur, It's similar to a cancer without a cure. What the hell have I got myself into? Do you think of me like I think of you? So drunk as I stumble to the shower, Getting higher and higher every hour. In the sky until my dreams come true, Do you think of me like I think of you? It's a lost cause and it eats me alive, I guess it took me this long to realize, That my real eyes realize real lies... Do you think of me like I think of you?
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