The conversation changes From a far-off delusion To remote insanity Little symbols mend the letters These are clues that we can't find And all at once I notice I'm still wearing my disguise Can you tell the difference That what you see is not Quite everything there is to me And what you wish that I would be Doesn't seem just what you see Once again I show my wings And know you'll never see The part of me That only lives from blackened blood And killed all those emotions But even if you do not know These are some moments of distraction As fatigue cuts off this mind Maybe you even end up with So far unknown reactionsBirth sign: Capricorn
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