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Cut and bleed
I feed my imagination with the
Ancient act of dreams
Nothing is ever what it seems
I believe we’re always running
Somethin’ comes and
We forget so easily
‘Cause the new “me”
Lost a piece of the old “me”
And in the meantime
The “me” finds a new kind
Of mind to hide behind

What a blind world we live in
Don’t you see?
Such a superficial web we’re weaving
In and out deceiving
Those believing our
Retreating from the truth

What’s the use in trying
If you’re lying
You’re denying what’s supplying
All your memories
And place belief in fantasies
That rather keep the bigger piece
Of what we shared as obsolete
So you can treat the older “me”
As history and never be
Reminded of the bleaker times
Provided you repeat the lies
And keep your dirty secrects tied
To all the mess you left behind

What a blind world we live in
Don’t you see?
I’m certain that I’d rather bleed
From scars that show the real me
Instead of hiding endlessly
From the “me” that made the me you see.