I cannot cry, the tears won't come.
I cannot speak, my words are gone.
I think they've left me in search of you.
Little do they know, you don't exist.
I've told them lies masked with fairy tales for years.
I think they've come to believe they were true.
And I think they've gone in search of you.
Once they find the person they think you are,
Try not to let them down as you did with me.
They're innocent and pure,
Not yet tainted with fallacies and deceit.
They always speak truth without fear,
They always believe in what they hear.
So here I am on my own, it’s nothing new,
For my words have left in search of you.
Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 3:04 PM UTC
I cannot cry, the tears won't come.
I cannot speak, my words are gone.
I think they've left me in search of you.
Little do they know, you don't exist.
I've told them lies masked with fairy tales for years.
I think they've come to believe they were true.
And I think they've gone in search of you.
Once they find the person they think you are,
Try not to let them down as you did with me.
They're innocent and pure,
Not yet tainted with fallacies and deceit.
They always speak truth without fear,
They always believe in what they hear.
So here I am on my own, it’s nothing new,
For my words have left in search of you.
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