You’d never get my eyes right unless you’ve dreamt of me
Somehow
This part where there’s definitely not a snare and it’s you
I don’t know what is happening but everything is instrumental
I wish you’d choose me
I wish someone would choose me
Someone besides me
If the answer is supposed to be me
It’s not
And I don’t have any value in myself
It’s you
That’s where my love is
For some bewildering reason
It’s you
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