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Whatever floats your boats, your lifestyle choices You take a little coke, and ride white horses But when I talk to you, I don't hear voices I get a little life as if by proxy I shouldn't be surprised you'd try and stop me Forever it's real for you, not for me I am a broken man, and I won't make up thoughts I will be gone Live while you miss me My love In riding from the edge, you'll come respondent He won't let you forget that he's despondent But you're unavailable for any comet Just livin' for the day of our next encounter I never found a way to live without her I'm sorry to say it, I know it's a downer The provocation of desire's often mundane Never complain Never explain My love From Letras Mania