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Text: The Cure. Fake.

I can't fly, I never really could
I don't feel you ever understood at all
No I can't fly, I never really could
I just throw my arms out as I fall

Always say you know me, but you don't know me at all
Only want to hold me, but I'm not here to hold
Always say you know me, but you don't know at all
Only want to show me, but I'm not yours to show, no, no, no

I don't dream, I never really did
Don't believe you ever really took this into good
No I don't dream, I never really did
I just wake up, make up as I should

No I don't dream
No I don't dream
No I don't dream

Always say you know me, but you don't know at all
Only want to hold me, but I'm not here to hold
Always say you know me, but you don't know at all
Only want to show me, but I'm not yours to show

I can't ever come back, if I never go
I don't ever explain, if I never know
I won't ever take it, if I never give
And if I never live, if I never live, if I never live