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All I want is counterfeitCould I even handle the real thing?But everything not him is distractionI'd only lose myself in the endI'm eating ice cream sandwiches, the cleanness of its artificeVanilla, chocolate, strawberry, factory-standard flavorsWhy didn't I just tell you that you're really not an interest'Cause I'm craving the attention, the affection once again?I'm begging for the semblance of loveI'm holding myself back from plunging into the fireAll the cautions and advice that I would give to anotherHow can light find fellowship with unthinking darknessBut let's be honest now, it'd just be self-indulgentI'm surrounded by the semblance of loveDon't love these waysDon't love these goodsThe love of these squeezes out your love of himWanting your own wayWanting everything for yourselfAppear importantIt's just isolating. From Letras Mania