You know you make me feel like staring at the sun
Look into my eyes like I'm the only one
Or into the barrel of a gun
You tell me how I feel and what I should have done
And you wanna stay with me night after night
Always there to tell me what is wrong and who is right
I only wanna bathe inside your light
You know I'm just your type when I am as alone as everyone
And so, give me all that you have got to give
Hit me with your tragedy, bathe in your hypocrisy
Oh, yeah, dopamine, I'll take what you got and move on
Sunday morning entropy, [may count on][0:56] philosophy
Oh, yeah, vanity, I'll take what you got and move on
Manic, traumatic, charismatic, fanatic, cinematic
Automatic's what you like
You look into my mind and all you see is gold
Make us all believe that you have got a soul
Always so much wiser than we were told
And still, we never wondered why your skin is cold
And so, give me all that you have got to give
Hit me with your tragedy, bathe in your hypocrisy
Oh, yeah, dopamine, I'll take what you got and move on
Sunday morning entropy, may count on philosophy
Oh, yeah, vanity, I'll take what you got and move on
Manic, traumatic, charismatic, fanatic, cinematic
Automatic's what you like, ooh
Manic, traumatic, charismatic, fanatic, cinematic
Automatic's what you like
And you wanna stay with me night after night
Always there to tell me what is wrong and who is right
I only wanna bathe inside your light
You know I'm just your type when I am as alone as everyone
So could you
Hit me with your tragedy, bathe in your hypocrisy
Oh, yeah, dopamine, I'll take what you got and move on
Give me Sunday morning entropy, may count on philosophy
Oh, yeah, vanity, I'll take what you got and move on
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