Darkness coat us

We're young and in love. Hear attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me it's all in my head.

It's true though. I am lost. And nobody cares enough to see it.
Fake it. That's how I do it. I fake it. And they don't see it.
So before you judge me for being depressed,
what about your friends. Can they tell whenever you fake it?


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