they tell me that i need to be prepared
for a fire, or for weather, or for death
they say that i am not to be compared
but it's all i'll do with one true final breath
my eyes can see the lies that you have told
the wishes you have wished that will come true
i think about the hearts that you have sold
but all i want to think about is you.
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