Phony and fake is all you are
Wish I had seen it all before
Before I had wasted my time
Before I had actually cared
We were like brothers,
and now we pass each other like strangers in the night
Now we live in different worlds
But maybe someday in our walk through life,
our paths will meet again.
Meet me at the crossroads,
I'll see you there.
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