We tend to have our secrets
And we all have our lives
And though it’s strange how you hide
Behind the shallow lies

It ain’t adequate
Your words attract me still
Like a magnet

Here’s to you- To the innocence
To everything that’s irrelevant
But the hardest part for me
Is trying to accept

That It ain’t adequate
Your words attract me still
Like a magnet

We all make our choices
To reach the final lines

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