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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