Will we laugh until I cry,
and will you walk away?
Though you don't understand being lonely,
will you help keep that dog at bay?
and when I can't express myself,
in the normal, worldly manner,
will you wave a sad white flag,
or a hopefull golden banner?
and when the world has ended,
and all hopefull things are dead,
and you vomit the blood of a thousand days,
do you expect me to hold your head?
But everyone is a fighter,
and only I have dreams,
but every thing's false, and life isn't real,
and nothing is what it seems.
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