how am i supposed to breathe?
i try to relax. i touch your still frame
so i can watch you closer
and study the ways i believe i belong to you
i scratch at your waist line... your doll hair
i dig up the thought of how your eyes glow
so i make you my religion, my collision, an escape goat
so have i found your secret weak spot, baby?
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can you pretend i'm amazing?
i can pretend i'm amazing...
instead of what we both know
i cut to the punch line baby
can you pretend i'm amazing
instead of what we both know
now our history is for sale
and for that i apoligize
you see you're my only know how
the study of when i believe i belonged to you
you see i've made you into something delicious,
my sweet ghost
so have i found your secret weak spot, baby?
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