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Aftermath

Friday night in Hamilton. I sit here stoned and slowly devour the contents of my kitchen. Tori is singing "Playboy Mommy" and when I hear "Gloria" I think of Mom.                  

"Alexa Knows"

Hate to admit it
But you were right all along
Turns out I was just a mirage
Cause he tried to touch me
But his hand went right through
Strange enough all I thought of was you

Flood gates are open
But on the other side
There was nothing
it was all just big hype
So when he asked a question
Why'd you bother to lie
I just wanted something good enough to hide
Was my reply

And I can't help but feel changed
Parts of me ruined
From everything that's happened

And I was trying to be sane
But I don't want to be someone
Who can't believe in magic

So I pretended I'm amazed and that I can't believe my eyes
He made the world disappear but I do that trick
All the fucking time

Did time make me look smarter?
I asked in the parking lot
He said my hair's gotten longer
But I still hide and talk

And I thought I knew by now
Questions only lead to answers
You never could allow
Any scripted banter

And I can't help but feel changed
Parts of me ruined
From everything that's happened

And I was trying to be sane
But I don't want to be someone
Who can't believe in magic

So I pretended I'm amazed and that I can't believe my eyes
He made the world disappear but I do that trick
All the fucking time

Did time make me look smarter?
I asked in the parking lot
He said my hair's gotten longer
But I still hide and talk

And I thought I knew by now
Questions only lead to answers
You never could allow
Any scripted banter

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