| I used to live in static in a dream a cinematic liturgy
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| Acidic habits that I had were mixed and matched with gritted teeth
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| See, she’s so enigmatic isn’t she
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| I sit and sat esteemed of how her lips could match a guillotine
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| I feel the sting of her pitter-patter little feet
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| Dancing on my ribcage kicking patterns to the beat
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| Beat beat beating on my chest
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| When I’m sleeping like a baby and you’re stealing all my breaths
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| Kiss me twice I’ll do the rest
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| As the city lights dimming right on cue again
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| Such a pretty sight is it why you’ve haunted my skin
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| With your ruby red lipstick aren’t you a gem
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| Yes diamond cutter eyes like a shutter blind
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| Fly like butterflies by my stomach
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| Hi I’m another guy to fall in love with
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| And they say sky’s the limit
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| We can burn up in the atmosphere while we try to get it like
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| Like you love me
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| Don’t go
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| You’re coming with me
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| My baby
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| My head hangs heavy when we exchange heavy blows
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| Chest pains spreading with her red fangs setting slow
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| I feel the checkmate getting close
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| Here’s the methane we can let blaze ready go
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| My room was in my room was in my room was in hell
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| 'til I met up with my queen she was raised out in Brooklyn
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| I’m amazed by the way that she changed
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| All the rays from the sun to the flames in her footprints
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| Sky is a violet grey, lights in a diamond shape
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| Bright when I’m wide awake, I am a mile away
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| Eyes are a vibrant jade, cry in a tidal wave
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| Sides like a spider’s legs, try to still hide her face
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| So if home is where the heart is
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| You can find me sleeping in between her bones or in her cartilage
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| And I can break your heart in two
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| And use the jagged edge that’s left to go and take apart the gloom
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| For my palmreader |