Tell myself as I lie here on the floor
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So here I am , once again
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Trying to smell the scent of plastic roses,
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Roses
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Hear as good as it feels
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I know your love is no more real
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Than plastic roses, and the roses
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Roses
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Ignorance is bliss
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But see I know it's a lie
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Which in lies a problem in this
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Is it wrong to pretend
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I don't know that the truth exists
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Can I make believe
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I'm a fool just long enough
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For one last kiss
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Every night so pretty
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Don't you dare fall for it
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That's what I tell myself as I lie here on the floor
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So here I am , once again
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Trying to smell the scent of plastic roses,
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Roses
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Hear as good as it feels
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I know your love is no more real
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Than plastic roses, and the roses
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Roses
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Plastic Roses
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| Jessica Sanchez |
