I pop my toes to break the silence,
Fight with myself,
Avoid the violence.
I sweat so much my hands can't grip the rail,
I watch it float away.
You've got me in a trance...
i stare right through the wall/
I hardly move/
barely breath at all.
I waiting for your call.
I wear the make-up you wear the pants.
I force a smile you throw a glance.
Do what it take to keep that match alive.
Photographs are time machines.
Fight with myself,
Avoid the violence.
I sweat so much my hands can't grip the rail,
I watch it float away.
You've got me in a trance...
i stare right through the wall/
I hardly move/
barely breath at all.
I waiting for your call.
I wear the make-up you wear the pants.
I force a smile you throw a glance.
Do what it take to keep that match alive.
Photographs are time machines.
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