Deceive my pretty self with fancy hopes.
And cherish fruitless dreams of mine.
I dare boldly to confess a failure
In matter of that love divine.
Deceive my hinny self with fancy hopes
I dream inanely all my life away.
I gasp ocasionally, speak from time to time.
And wipe those brinish droplets from my face.
Deceive my honey self with slushy fantasies.
I strive insistantly towards vanilla skies
And slowly cut my way to the horizon verge.
I'm fairly sure-there's paradise...
Deceive myself and always will..
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