And that's what really hurts,
Because the language that exists over here,
Is really of no use to anyone that matters.
Unless you're thinking self-destructively,
And want to lose yourself, I'm you're man.
Your love is so great for the one that you love,
You want to create a revolution.
Sometimes I need to go so quickly I can't,
Quite tell you what it is I came here to.
So good-bye, because if I get caught now,
I'll never be able to really return.
And it's alright,
The nervousness may never leave me,
And maybe that is part of the attraction,
To the way I live obscuriously.
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