please yourself
and i will let you go
please me
and I will let you know
believe me
there’s a difference
stay up all night and pretend
you’re in a rock’n’roll band
play with your pretty strings
till your fingers bleed
make me a synthetic picture
this is what i need
my world is too surreal
for your candy fake smile
take all your clothes off
walk your self-pity mile
spray my face white
care less and write
your shitty nails
can they see where your character fails
play with your dirty strings
till your fingers bleed
it’s not a peculiar ceremony
this is what i need
would you kill a man
if he had more success than you
dreams are not what you think
would you kill my teddy bear too
i pretend to like the way you sing
oh what a shameful thing
fly with me little angel portrait
i’m not frail yet
play with your merciful strings
till your fingers bleed
you will only get a dead hollyhock
this is what i need
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