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She said
As though her word were her art
She said, I wish you'd look at me
The way you look at your guitar
She said
I don't think I trust my heart
I'm a prisoner of empathy
And when I'm free, I'm running far

I'm so sick of preaching
I know I'm overreaching
You're picking sides
But you could leave any day
Got a body like Hathaway
You'd have no trouble hitching rides
Nobody sees me like you do
So before I lose you
Let me get inside
I just want to know what thoughts are dwelling in those anime eyes
Looks like it sounds like

She said
I feel you there
It's like every chance, every sign I ignored in my whole life
Was waiting for me in her stare
She said
I use these to see
I don't think you understand, doll
All we ever talk about
Is me, me, me

I'm so sick of preaching
I know I'm overreaching
You're picking sides
But you could leave any day
Got a body like Hathaway
You'd have no trouble hitching rides
Nobody sees me like you do
So before I lose you
Let me get inside
I just want to know what thoughts are dwelling in those anime eyes
Looks like it sounds like

I'm a prisoner of empathy
And when I'm free, I'm running far

Written by:
Christopher Scahill

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