isn't it a shame we just then return
isn't it blame, we put upon others
do we not hide our faults to eachother
who is there to satisfy or to turn  

to turn to when there is no one around
who be there to be relyin’ upon
when all be the whims we be drivin' on
what is it that we think that shall be found  

tisn’t lame, we repeat to clarify
it doesn’t get tirin’ nor does get bored
when we do exact, what we had in store
no reality but wants to verify  

isn’t it the same we rely upon
mine is this flame, keepin' me on ‘n’ on



..love always...




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