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Feigning fame for that one moment
When you’re God and you can show it
Soon they will all know it
Until then, you must bestow it
Without thought
The thinking starts
Spread your legs
The water parts
Spinning through a dream of smiles
Consumed by my mind’s own denials
Sipping on life from a vial
Spinning, dimming, going wild
Without thought
The thinking starts
Spread your legs
And break my heart
None of this will matter
When your hopes and dreams are shattered
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