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What Is This Love?

This pain inside of me
is winding up real tight.
Why wont people let me be?
Why must I always fight?
Am I the only person who thinks the way I do?
There must be someone else, if only that I knew

These visions flash before my eyes
All smeared with red like blood.
It seems so obvious to me
there is no love! No good!
The faces I see in the walls
and forming in the ceiling
Show hate and fear and pain
I see no other feeling.

What is this thing that they call love?
I only feel pain.
What is this thing that they call love?
Is there anything to gain?

Why this torture that I feel?
Why this torment? Cant I heel?
Why is this pain so very real?
My soul is burning. I will not kneel!

My only friend is different
he often feels this “love”
he always has a girlfriend
I couldn’t give a fuck.
Although my heart is beating
my soul is wearing thin
My life, my mind, my madness
Can I never win?

What is this thing that they call love?
I only feel pain.
What is this thing that they call love?
Is there anything to gain?

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