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I'm lacking any discipline Pulling Strings Typing up your skin of porcelain Stopped listening No longer need the sunlight That night we had it will suffice Infatuation is the perfect camouflage A warm and temporary place to go I'm lacking any confidence Second guessing Separate for perspective Letras de cancionesIs there nothing left? How I see, for weeks and weeks Judged hastily, no patience I've seen you under every sort of light From ideal perfection to the darker side You always were so good to me I need a stimulant Something to help reinvent I need a stimulant Something to help reinvent Well I have only one request Wait until I'm gone Is there nothing left Is there nothing left Is there nothing at all I need a stimulant Something to help reinvent I need a stimulant Something to help reinvent Well I have only one request You always were You always were So good to me From Letras Mania