She looks like the real thing, she tastes like the real thing. My fake plastic love, but I can’t help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run.
It wears me out, it wears me out, it wears me out, it wears me out.
If I could be who you wanted, if I could be who you wanted all the time. All the time…
All the time…
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