You're in a fiction
Of a past that you wrote down
Stuck in a time when
My mind came out of my mouth
You're stuck inside my head again
It's pressing against my skin
You think it's a case unknown
The father's gone, and the mother's gonna come back to this home
I saw your face in a magazine
In a fever dream, and it cut me off
And you're still returning glances
To let the people know
But you never noticed that you couldn't
(Hey! Hey! Hey!) Couldn't cut me out
And you're making an offering
To a God you don't believe
Taking your time to be somеone
That you never want to bе
Any moment now, I will disintegrate
You'll make your move and I will fade out
Any moment now, I will disintegrate
You'll make your move and I will fade out
Any moment now, I will disintegrate
You'll make your move and I will fade out
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Any moment now, I will disintegrate
You'll make your move and I
I saw your face in a magazine
In a fever dream, and it cut me off
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