Pretending.

Go ahead an make it my fault.
I know like you that it’s not

Hurts bad to see it happen
Again and again I’m always zappin’
Thought of us as friend or foe
Pretending that I do not know

Make it out to be my fault
even though it’s all I got

I don’t want it, like you I suppose
I don’t want to wear it under my clothes
Just let me be and let it die
So never again will I want to die

Just pretend that I have failed you
And it’s so tragic what you go through.
Though it’s not I just
pretend
Cause you said “Friends ’til the end”

~ by anarchysrioting on July 28, 2008.

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