Love Theories
I swore to myself I'd never be made a slave to love
Living in a dream of man-made illusions
Listening to halfhearted discussions
About the way love ought to be
No worries, no arguments, no fear
Steering clear of too real a topic
Trying to figure out the logic
Behind the tempest trap & magic
Everyday feels worse than the last
I feel a shadow descending on my past
When I think of you...
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