perfect where beautiful feels flimsy
sweet like we're yet to see
waiting for a day, too young
to fail, never wrong
masked, devil in the detail
got it, now show how to trail
those steps, fluorescent signs
take me away, the devil whines
got the love, got the love
got the love and lost in it
got the love, got the love
got the love magic like Houdini
got the love right away
ready to consume alone
wanting to run the marathon
when the trouble starts to wear
little bright things can dare
found in the roughest sleep
like sorry was ever steep
nothing could ever be fuss free
not quite like it's been to me
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