kick down the doors, it's all yours.
i wanted to see the world in color, through your eyes and through your mind.
my heart's a ghost limb reaching, starburned and unkissed.
nothing's gonna hurt you, baby.
she looks like the real thing, she tastes like the real thing, my fake plastic love.
night time, my time.
go down, soft sound.
and just like a folk song, our love will be passed on.
i'm tired of you, still tied to me. (it's just the way that you are)
twenty-two 🫧
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