Is nothing real?
Is nothing true?
You think you have me
I know I have you
But this won't stay
It never does
It's all so false
Those glittering doves
Need I say
We've hit a snag?
Hand in your pocket
Fist in my bag
We all get in
So deep, so fast
The love's not real
No way it'll last
We play our cards
As I played you
You love me
I don't love you
As this young poison
Sinks right through
Your heart is now
Mine to chew
Strong of mind
Weak of will
This blood of yours
Is mine to spill
Keep me close
Hold me tight
I'll make this yours
Every night
And as you sleep
Your head in my lap
I hear in my mind
A faint call and flap
The sound is a wingbeat
A bird full of glee
I think to myself
"Please let me be free"
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