in short, my whole world
is a box with many locks
my entire life i've spent in a dream
of who i wanted to be
only now, i can see how
i can be, who i want to be
in short, my whole world
consists of a love i don't have
a lover i have hurt, but cannot leave
him, i need.
in short, my whole world
is me wishing i was as cool as her
is me thinking i'm not
anything i wanted to be
all that time i spent dreaming
in short, my whole world
is lost friends, and lost enemies
old friends, and lonely intities
in short, my whole world
is me thinking he is lucky
to have a friend that great
even we don't share that.
...i want a friend that great
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