I am not one bit listening.
Don't wanna here for my ears are blistering.
Our life is ours here and now.
Leave the past of an other with abscent of sound.
Live with me n me alone please.
Not thoughts of someone that is only in your dreams.
I know you've been elsewhere misplaced.
But do me a favor and let it die where it ended in space.
Its falling on def ears muting vibrations.
All it tells me is our love is an immitation.
Its a matter of disreapect to here it.
Over and over until the irritation sounds like shit.
Who matters in the time you spend?
And why is it I feel what we're doing I have to defend.
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