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Cut me open
Soak me dry
Pour me out
Leave me dead.
Happy times
Moving hips
The beats, my soul
Listen to me.
I have eyes and ears
and a beating heart
just like you do.
Listen to me.
I have hopes and dreams
and feelings
just like you do.
Listen to me.
Sometimes I think about
what i'd be like
if I didn't have a bug in my brain.
I wonder who i'd let
touch me.
I wonder who
I'd call at night,
who i'd whisper,
big dreams
wide-eyed
to.
