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Reality Entering the scenery from stage far rightReality by ~Okoa
After the wind dies down
The lights go up and the voices cry
"Welcome to our reality"
Finding the truth among a thousand lies
Wondering if it's really there
She can't refuse what she's never used
Looking further into reality
Without a future that can be foretold
It's all just part of the script
Suitors are paid to fake their true feelings
What did she think was her reality?
White shoes to match the flowing dress
Bells to forget the past
The lover sighs as the madman spies
Wistful and waking in reality
In reality
CHORUS:
Reality begins at the front door
In the hotel room on the fifth
Good to Meet You Good manGood to Meet You by ~Okoa
Met him on a business trip
Went out for a drink and became good friends
Tall man
Taught him how to speak and write
Neither would've guessed how their job ended
The world has changed
Been digging in the dirt
Been looking for the others but found no soul
Been shaking late at night
He travels 'cause he can take no more
CHORUS:
Welcome to my city
I've lived here all my life
It's good to meet you offshore
But I think I've seen you before
Tell me, were you at Saipan?
Were you at the Yalu?
I've spent many winters there
You've felt that chill in the air
Sane man
Lives only in the present time
Takes a pill before he goes
Sue I see her come every afternoon to this placeSue by ~Okoa
With every idea that enters her head
She has the power to create and destroy
Here she comes
Her stories come from her social life
She must have some very peculiar friends
She desperately hunts for truth and revenge
Here she comes
It was only once that I saw her face
I couldn't translate her name
I could not defeat her, she knew how I moved
Like a pawn stuck in her game
Every day gone away
Will you see me?
Searching for a new release
Eaten by hate
Evil times, evil crimes
Where's the difference?
Destroy not what you have shared
My blood's your blood
She's learning how to play God
Frustrated 
I lurve it!
A lot of people like to call me that. Where'd you hear about that? 
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