Whatevermanyeah
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    style of needled felt. Who cares for the life we earned? Someone sold all the truth you yearned Remember when you used to shine And had no fear or sense of time When it creeps up on you You can cry now there's nothing to feel No one's noticed our loneliness Remember when you should have teased And made us scream eternal joy I believed that you'd always be here And once you promised a life with no fear Please don't break my ideals And say what's fake was always real Hope was the one, now I'm gone Take me back again

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