I'm so delirious *

«What am I to do? How am I to know? Who you are?
When this love Fool-osophy is killing previous illusions that I had in my mind about you.
Seems so true, all the lies you're telling tragically compelling. So maybe I'm still a love fool. I don't want the world I want you, you're my love foolosophy. Don't you see it's killing me?»

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