Escape
This is what happens when you hang out in bars and you don't really know
how you feel about the people you're with...
your smile's nice for awhile
i'm sure we are such close friends
or passing strangers so much in danger
of living in false pretense
-c-
Just get me out of this place
I promise I'll make amends
Just lead me out in the night
I promise I'll make it right (someday)
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All those years - being chameleon
Climbing up your walls
all those nights trying to pretend
how did I crawl through them all
Another night - another black flight
waiting for this feeling to end
laters nearer I confront the mirror
the stranger there again
-repeat c-
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