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In my dreams, she get's high off cellophane, or plots of war and sure demise.
But feelings aside, I guess it's a lie I told to my own centerfold.

Was I wrong from the start to think I was waiting for some call to arms?
Picture me on a open sea, running, running and finding nothing.

Deep in my heart I know it was a regret.
I'll take a piece apart so you can feel it.