Honesty is such a lonely word
I can always find someone to say they sympathize.
If I wear my heart out on my sleeve.
But I don't want some pretty face to tell me pretty lies.
it feels like there's a Pacman munching away at my heart.
deceive me...deceive me...to the freezing point of delusion volitionally.
numb. anaesthetic. painless.
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