In the heavy air
The clouded mist
All I imagine is our little tryst
making my delusion so magical
Then weeping with tears
As I know, I'm skeptical
Never had a perfect start
But never tried ever so hard
Loving you when you don't
Is slowly wrecking my already wretched heart
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