I wanna feel you under the surface try to break all of my bones
I just love the way you look under glass and I see your flaws
Not one telescope can tell me who you are
I just wanted to tease myself for the time being stated
Today's the day dreams are made and some are crushed
but I'll let you believe yours haven't already turned into nightmares
By tomorrow you can count how much of the news is about you
This city will be waiting for you with our torches in hand
Isn't this exactly what you stayed up late for and planned?
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