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When I open my plastic account
It's a carpet of nails
Moving towards a result
That's a purchase on lay-away sale
Being broke on my own for a change
Makes me feel so much more
Than
I told you we will do a million takes
I'd control you, hold you until you have changed.
But it's a blue film, blue film we made.
Such a blue film, blue film we made.
The camera's still rolling,
Other familiar acts and it changes where I call home
The thing that I needed the most was to simply be alone
Away from the Baltimore winter and trying to maintain
The quiet and calmness positions d
I had to break the code
Go mad
I tried
To make a soul
From scratch
If I could dream you in meticulous detail
Would you ever come alive?
Would you ever come alive?
I'll dedicate my days and
