| What am i looking for
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| Every time that i check my messages for you
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| Just when i think this is it
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| It always turns out to be some other bullshit
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| Why can’t i be free
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| Of all the things i don’t give a fuck about on this
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| Why do they come to me
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| When i only want to hear from you
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| Oh girl, unsated like a hungry ghost
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| Do you really think that it’s worth your time to be always wanting more
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| Oh girl, raw data is all you think about all day
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| In a made up cell
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| And i just want to see your face
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| Do you wanna be an administrator
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| And do you want austerity?
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| Girl do you want to be something real
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| Or do you want to believe heresy?
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| Do you want to be a dumb terminal
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| Or do you want your own clarity?
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| Girl do you want something real
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| Or do you want transparency
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| Ooh girl, i’ve seen a thousand images of you
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| Where do you draw the line, when you can’t find the original
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| Ooh girl, do you wanna be trapped in the internet
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| Where you can’t see the sun, and you can’t even kill yourself? |