I could be the book of bad manners
But what's the real world?
To you... to the others
It's not like I didn't care too much
Maybe it's because I care too much
You just called me reasonable
But I
I call it dissembler
The close distance
Was just a tiny little lie
That we're living in
I know it hurts
To hurt someone else
But that's what I'm really like
At least
We
Feel alive
Or is it not like that?
I think It's just like that
I know you feel disgusted
Just because of what I am
Or what I've become
Or maybe... I was just like this the whole time
The close distance
Is just a tiny little lie
That we're living in
I know it hurts
To hurt someone else
But that's what I'm really like
Yes I lie
I lie so fucking much sometimes
Despite I'm so afraid of ending up alone
Far from the truth that I doubt
Why you're still around
I did it myself a million times
And I'll do it again
