Sometimes people need escapism and there is no harm in placating them until tomorrow.
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
let me enjoy this mocked up joy
and wash away the stranglehold of sorrow
It will come back with a punch
so let me believe its placation
It is only me it is hurting
and I say lets keep it waiting
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