By it dosent matter
Date: 2003 Aug 02
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as to what's real

as to what's real
day turns to night
sun comes around
it'll find you up
an knock you down
as to what's real
love is only a cover
for what you feel
pain that will rip
in to the out
yet no cure to steal
floating 'pon feathers
smile goes around
stand so on clouds
till your smashed on down
as to what's real
can you ever make the choice
shall you love your mate
or to another
never to your taste
will you forever
cry out a name
leave your mind screamin
hide your shame