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Two To Tango
Glass in hand, half empty
The person in the mirror, isn't me
I am two, struggling to level the norm
The people who want good, I form
Time has eroded my true identity
I believe I am slowly going crazy
I am restrained not to vent
Don't react, show no emotions, never relent
There's this code on following the standard
Societies little benevolent rules mustn't be endangered
So I sit here with glass in hand
All my frustrations restricted and banned
If you see me quiet, sad or emotionless
That's the real me, escaped to make an appearance
© 𝓡.𝓕𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓵
The person in the mirror, isn't me
I am two, struggling to level the norm
The people who want good, I form
Time has eroded my true identity
I believe I am slowly going crazy
I am restrained not to vent
Don't react, show no emotions, never relent
There's this code on following the standard
Societies little benevolent rules mustn't be endangered
So I sit here with glass in hand
All my frustrations restricted and banned
If you see me quiet, sad or emotionless
That's the real me, escaped to make an appearance
© 𝓡.𝓕𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓵
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