She's walking through the streets of fiction
Seeing thing's she's never seen
Wishing he'd be great perfection
Telling her that he hates

In her head there's no more pain
In her head it's only great
In her head he smiles at her
But in her head she can also feel his hate

But when she opens up her eyes
She sees again his hating mind
And that makes her miserable
So she closes her eyes and goes on



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