You're gonna like it here

In hyperreality 

I keep running in to your hologram

In the dark lounge of my daydreams

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And time's cool lips

Kiss my neck

And loneliness follows me

Back to the suite of regret

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Where you

 

Lie in shimmering neon

You're made from a distant galaxy

Where they speak in tongues of lust

And the sky is splashed with fantasy

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I search for our kiss

And press play on my private screen

You're by far the busiest star

In my cinema of dreams

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I need you like the peach

Needs the deep and sweet

Wound of the teeth

Completely bloody and bound

To hopeless complicit delicious doom

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And in this simulation

Your silver lips keep telling me

That I'll be forever haunted

And in my heart's hotel you'll sleep

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In shimmering neon

You're made from a distant galaxy

Where they speak in tongues of lust

And the sky is splashed with fantasy

​

I search for our kiss

And press play on my private screen

You're by far the busiest star

In my cinema of dreams

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