What i give to you is really what i need.
What i need from you is what makes me bleed.
Tired eyes around empty thoughts.
Disposing my skin recently bought.
Im an empty stranger, would you let me come in?
All i really want is your attention to win.
Im shallow and your hollow.
You just say where and ill follow.
So many disguises i forgot who i was.
dont really matter as long as i get the applause.
because im an empty vase,
and your an empty sky, an empty sea
im just a face that doesnt want to die...
unless you really want me to
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