Mock-up Lyrics by Heatmiser

Mock-up Lyrics

    Secondary, secondary self for myself (?)
    A devil dog, a close call, somebody else
    And your love, your love, your love
    It's just a wicked friend and it's time that you're fighting off
    Are you scared that i'm dying ?????

    Start believing in a secondary, secondary self for myself
    Sick pride, a dead heart, somebody else
    You wanna get well on your own
    But truth to tell, you've been shot to hell
    You're all f***ing holes

    All i ever ?????
    Doing things that i'll never tell anybody else
    I'm not shooting, i'm not shooting, i'm not playing
    I'm here waiting for anybody
    Well i guess i'm not playing
    Melodrama, it's just me
    It's just me
    It's your love, it's your love

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