So they talk and you always listen clear
but you can't truly ever keep your heart very near
Because when we want but we can't touch
What we have at the end isn't really that much
When we want love they can't show desire
and when we break down all they do is seemingly admire
So the lights burn your eyes and the music pounds your ears dead
but you're so down the glass you're seemingly locked in your own head
And you start to remember why you're there alone and delirious
Because no one in that whole room will ever show you the right experience
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