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Maladaptive Daydream
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It might seem you were the secret of my life
You were the apple of my eye
You were the one I could turn into wine
But now you fade like leaves upon a train
And you broke my heart again
As the one who I could not relate to
But everything is a body to be seen
But everything it seems to be a maladaptive daydream
How many things can I throw in a closet before everything is gone?
How many things should I throw away until the memory of you’s done?
It might seem I was a comic on the stage
Who trades self-censorship for fame
But there are some things that fame cannot fake
And now they tell you all the things you need
Like insta-romance on your feed
But even late night cannot hide their misdeeds
But everything is a body to be seen
But everything it seems to be a maladaptive daydream
I’m sitting here in this crowded bar
Trying to pass the time
I came here hoping that I’d see another face
In another time
But I leave here wishing you had time
But I leave here wishing we had time
Time… Time…
In my dreams, I’m a magician in a band
With words and music in his hands
And there are card tricks of chords I have planned
And now, although I miss you every day,
I know I have the power to say
Whatever cosmic closure to take me away
But everything is a body to be seen
But everything it seems to be a maladaptive daydream
But everything is a body to be seen
But everything it seems to be a maladaptive daydream
How many things can I throw in a closet before everything is gone?
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