My Mirage
Why you hiding?
Hiding in plain sight?
What are you afraid of?
Such a perfect little socialite
Keep on holding your head high
Walking around with all that counterfeit pride
Oh baby how I love to see it
You evading all your demons
It was one day last week
That I missed your admiration
All those backhanded compliments
That were tongue in cheek
You got me good
Should’ve known it would end like this
I was enamored in my ignorance
Enveloped in my bliss
Fell in love with a mirage
A mask you put on for me
How considerate of you
To run my name on your marquee
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