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Jan 2017
this feels so surreal
stuck in this hell still
this song I hate that's on repeat
so tired of the beat
listening alone
tired of believing others
they tell me they hear
they lie to me
as we slow dance
and I feel them
swaying out of tune
then I lie to me
hopelessly clinging on
hoping if I take the lead
maybe then they'll hear my song
and learn to love me
even though I know I'm wrong
Randy Lee
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Randy Lee  Michigan
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