Nothing Left But Nothing

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By LostSoul

You walk here with your painted face looking at magazines you wish you were You ignore the things that matter you're too caught up with her Your faking fake you've erased the thing that's real Replaced it with your fantasy now your reality you've sealed It doesn't matter it's over there's nothing left to behold You're too gone to hold You've become your greateast liar and you're dying from what you've told You don't care there's nothing left to love Your too caught up with yourself no one can save you, not even love I myself have given up from what is real, there's nothing left to feel Too many times we've tried but everyday it's the same deal you can't be real I wont' waste my time with you miss beauty queen Your piercing eyes is not what it seems You can blame me, yes I'm too mean, loving you is special you screamed But I'm left here stranded, yes I'm mean, I'm blind from faking I'm dying, I'm crying There's nothing left to say you've pulled the trigger and there's nothing Nothing left but nothing

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