You know you're not like me
You always know where you are
As you know how much you want
Instead I don't want to wake me up
To think about you
Man or boy?
Passion for the game
The fire the ditch
The roads travelled
Of motte every day
In the evening this evening
Don't wake me up
To talk to you
Wanting not to be Who he is and isn't
He knows and doesn't know pleasure
He knows and doesn't know that he knows
He knows and doesn't know who to love
You you know you are kind
You are always as you want
When you know where you are
Say what you want
Instead I don't want to wake up
Nor think about you
The fury the indifference
Of who it is and is not
Every act is fiction
Daily emotion
But me, yes me
I don't want to wake me
Don't think about yourself

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