“Fake It”

I only wanna die in your arms to the death with him,

Thought I had you there for a second,

Loyalty can be mistaken for trust you see I’m a born sinner.

 

My heart is not pure like the virgins I have encountered,

It’s dark and bright like a whirlwind in a field,

Give me love so my mind can be at ease.

 

Drunk off of everything that life gives me,

You don’t know the real me in the shadows that I present,

Yet I still love you no matter how cruel you want to seem.

 

Be with me forever and ever I’m only yours to keeps..

 

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