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Pretend
we kind of forgot the rules
we kind of shot them down
we screwed them over
burned them to the ground
pretend it didn't happen
when they asked you what went down
my typical mistake
to learn when i awake
someoen burned the cake
who wants to celebrate?
what i give and take...
he's gone
with his secrets
and the crickets
play their pitiful violins
we will pay for our sins
(at least our hearts will...)
maybe it was a dream
that seemed really real
how does this illusion feel?
what have i done
right and wrong?
doesn't matter
because he's gone...
