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