7.Debris
Now I've said too much
Panting on this couch
Skin is burning off
Hand inside my top
Tell me not to stop
This will leave a scar
Fingers falling hard
I'm a kitten on a wire
Crazy little liar
Hate myself
Taste myself
Hush, hush
Nothing's what it seems
When you talk you make me cream
Took the choice away from me
I am restless on the phone, phone
Nothing's what it seems
Nothing but debris
I will take you in my dreams
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