Cygnets we will become enemies

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I feel our disorder, the cracks in our mortar.
I fail when you test me, don't know what your threats mean.
And fuck all your lame friends, they hate me, I don't blame them.
I wish I was no one, I've lost all control and
I'm boring and I feel our disorder start to make an exit too real.
I stare into the eyes of the girl, I find it makes an exit too real.
This is not fucking love. This is not how it is supposed to be...
Just stare in my vague eyes, they're so dead. I realize
it hurts when I do this, so fuck me I'm useless.
I cannot control it, I feel like it's hopeless.
And is it an ending? I'm tired of pretending.
I'm boring and I feel our disorder start to make an exit too real.
I stare into the eyes of the girl, I find it makes an exit too real.
This is not fucking love. This is not how it is supposed to be...
I've burned it, I've done it, I don't have to feel it…

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