Psycho

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I think you try to dull the voices in your head.

I blast the volume.

I would bathe in them if I could.
Soak them into my skin and wear them.

I am a psycho!

I'm the girl you say you love!

When we are together
I feel everything you want me to feel
The pleasure
The pleasure
The pleasure
The pleasure

It is euphoria!
It is your touch!
It is the slight cool of your fingertips.
It is even your teeth
Your smile
The structure of your face
The full of your lips
The light depth of your eyes

- you bring out my psycho
I'm not sure you'd like that.

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