I turn my head,
I am blown away
into this other life; an alternate world:
Where reality is crafted by euphemisms.
I'm not a poet, I'm not an artist,
I'm a bluffer and a liar;
And these temperaments I appease
are living bodies of dead men..
And the shame is mine.
I am blown away
into this other life; an alternate world:
Where reality is crafted by euphemisms.
I'm not a poet, I'm not an artist,
I'm a bluffer and a liar;
And these temperaments I appease
are living bodies of dead men..
And the shame is mine.
♫ I'm a loser.. and I'm not what I appear to be..
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