So, here's a story about a city with a secret: Everyone here is the life of the party and everyone who's anyone is everyone's biggest fan if they've got what you need. Everyone whispers and sends out a secret nod, the congregation's in five minutes. "Meet me in the bathroom." Or maybe tonight the lines will get drawn right in front of you. The life you live is a life of stupidity like those on pages of a Hollywood magazine. See the stars in your eyes and the glamour you'll never see because you live on your knees. Money burns your nose, you comfort yourself and stay in the smoke screen. You've found true love inside and empty scene. You live in a bad dream. She's just searching for acceptance, and he's afraid, but still puts himself out there. They all came in search of a good time. Approaching the night with closed eyes. Pull the shades down and hide the beautiful person you are on the inside. Your photocopied reflection: distorting your actual size. You live in a bad dream.
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