Jan 5, 1999
Reality, First-class
Duped into hope by no one
but myself
I callously give up my claim
to perfection
Without a white flag
I murmur
How can I turn tail
Seen for the one-sided fool that I am
I seem to shuffle only sideways
Squeamish as i slip into puddles of truth.
Reality, First-class
Duped into hope by no one
but myself
I callously give up my claim
to perfection
Without a white flag
I murmur
How can I turn tail
Seen for the one-sided fool that I am
I seem to shuffle only sideways
Squeamish as i slip into puddles of truth.
The number of unmatched socks in this sock drawer is: 0. Add your own sock.
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