Armchair love

Do you feel you must spend your time living in the shadows of your former self? It's not a lie and no light can set you free, your noise will let people know as two soul's stroll past me. Yes please thank you for your love I almost paid for your charm, arm, arms, I kill for, no arms. Merry merry no got no so so, just a fling but you know what afraid is though don't you. Caught myself on the other side, just, yes.