We suffer everyday, what is it for
These crimes of illusion, are fooling us all
And now I am weary and I feel like I do
It's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart
The size of our fight, it's just a dream
years
wooden
fooling
selfishly
everyday
crushed
everything
dream
shade
crimes
failed
apart
illusion
autumn
heart
weary
chosen
fight
frustration
morning
suffer
bitter
stale
these
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