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Illusions

Can I tell the times Or count how many little good-byes Well we try to say we know what is love Then once we fail, swear it wasn't from above In the still of a tear drop down When you look up I'll still be around But not for you; no not even for a minute There's no need to feel obliged why are you still grinning So yeah, there's a chance you may hate me one day But lets be honest that day already came So far and beyond I'll give you my all I'm not there to take the call So I feel the need to stall Come one, come all Ain't love a ball That flies up and never drops Ain't we had enough Of saying we know anything anymore

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