Pretend.relive.regret by Emarosa
Is this all a game?
I hate that you see me this way.
I am followed, I am lost.
Where I go, I'll never know.
Was it a mistake?
Too many nights are left this way.
I won't let it give me hope.
You don't like to sleep alone.
You trade a taste like currency,
So blinded by,
Lie here awake at night.
And I knew the cost,
And I'll have no remorse.
And just like before,
I'll move on.
Cause it takes a while to stop waiting up,
To get over the need.
Your loss—I'm wasting time with you.
But I'll take a life for you,
To spend my life with you.
And in the end,
you always leave.
It was my mistake,
To let in the pouring rain.
The window never seems to close,
I never seem to get away.
Always the same,
Proud of my distant memories
With the coming drought
I'm allowed to learn.
And on this road,
And in this place,
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