It’s things I want
It’s things I think I want
It’s things I’ve had
It’s things I wanna have
Do I want the dreams?
The ones we’re forced to save?
Do I want the perfect wife?
The word perfect ain’t quite right
Shopping every day
Take it back the next break
They say the more you fly
The more you risk your life
And I’m just looking
I’m not buying
I’m just looking
Keeps me smiling
A house of sin
Another could’ve been
You drenched my head
And said what I said
You said that life is
What we make of it and most of us is fake
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