There isn't a you...
There is no sacrafice...
There is no warm body holding me...
All the possiblities aren't there...
And in fantasy you are the only one...
To fill up this life with love...
Isn't from you from you...
Because this song is able about fighting alone...
And that's the way I've always understood it...
You can't forgive me for be cruel...
Because you are not real...
This is the sacrafice that there is...
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