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In professional wrestling, kayfabe (also called work or worked), as a noun, is the portrayal of staged events within the industry as "real" or "true", specifically the portrayal of competition, rivalries, and relationships between participants as being genuine and not staged. The term kayfabe has evolved to also become a code word of sorts for maintaining this "reality" within the direct or indirect presence of the general public.Kayfabe, in the United States, is often seen as the suspension of disbelief that is used to create the non-wrestling aspects of promotions, such as feuds, angles, and gimmicks in a manner similar to other forms of fictional entertainment. In relative terms, a wrestler breaking kayfabe during a show would be likened to an actor breaki… more »

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I've been living in a past tense 
Hoping that this makes sense 
'Cause I keep dreaming of my own death 
And I've been waking up in cold sweat 
Bathing in my regret 
It's like theres a hitman inside my head 

I've been laying on the street side 
Letting the cars go by 
Like I'm tempting fate if it is my time 
And If i wanted to be lied to 
I would have just asked you 
But clearly that's not what I had in mind 

And I know that I'm still young 
But I haven't accomplished much 
I'm 19 and already I lost my touch 
So I'm still alive, but it's in fear and it's in spite 
I've stood my ground the best I could in a losing fight 

You've been calling me since last week 
Wondering if I'm sad or happy 
But I think that i'm somewhere in between 
And I've been eating all my meals again 
But making lists of my friends 
That I'd like to haunt if my life were to end 

I've been stumbling around 
Every road of this town 
Just to find me a sign 
Or a small sense of closure 
But all that I got 
Was I lost of my faults
Mental maps of the streets 
And some feet that got tired 
Keep thinking about 
Every one of my doubts 
How I promised the world 
But the world got too heavy 
Now I can't move on 
'Cause the weight of this all 
And my body still torn 
And this bottle's still empty

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