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Everything's just as it seems.
I look through dark,
Blacked-out windows
Of abandoned houses
Like memories of you
I guess I can’t believe my love
That you are
Just something that happened to me.
All my life, I never cared
For anything
Not even myself.
Now suddenly I know how it feels
To have something you want
Every morning I go to work
I am sick to my stomach
From nightmares and dreams
I tell myself
Well that’s just life
That everything’s just as it seems.
