Who We Are

i didn't look at you
you didn't look at me
i saw right through you
and you saw right through me
we are lies living lies
we are dreams living dreams
our worlds make no sense
and we fear the end
and yet, ironically
we are the end
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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