I lean back in my chair,
With my blood shot eyes I sit and stair,
At the world we might have had,
But you through it all away,
When you told me everything was fine,
I could sit back and listen to you lie’s (but why),
But now I don’t believe a thing (a thing you say),
And this dream is just a faded memory (forever haunting),
The reflection in
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