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I always watch you when youre dreaming
because i know its not of me
i smoke a dozen cancer sticks
imagine there are two or three ways
to make you love me
and not dream of someone else
become the movie on your eyelids
The reflection of yourself
The reflection of yourself
I cry when i listen you breathing
because i know theres nothing else
the conscious of that crushing feeling
to know theres no connection left
that we both go through the motions
that were both living somewhere else
That the movie on your eyelids
is no reflection of myself
is no reflection of myself
is no reflection of myself
I wanna be, I wanna be your movie
I wanna be, I wanna be your movie
Why cant you be me?
Why cant you be me?
Why cant you be me?
Be me, be me, be me