Autophobia
There
Struck gold in a book about perfection
It was certain
It could never be
And now, we are sitting over water
In a curtain
And you are next to me
So forget, forget what has been
And ignore the treacherous state we're in
And let me take you there
Angel hair
I find you everywhere
Angel hair
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Sleepy rainstorm in the backseat
Do you see me
How I see you too?
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