This life,
So mundane.
This pain,
Is insane.
This strain,
Is in my brain.
This deceit,
I can't contain.
This feeling,
Is all chained.
This trust,
Is all stained.
Tell me.
If i can lie for you
If i can cry for you
If i can fight for you
If i can drive for you
Can't i die for you?
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