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These people nibble at my flesh with every word they say. My brain's pupil takes in the light of the mess with every look they gave. You're all like ants lifting me up but you still love to nibble. I am your prize. I am your conquest. So keep looking down. If I had you in my hands I'd pluck your wings you float on. I know more; I'm your biggest fan so I'll obsess over you. Your mind is gone. I don't own a claim to fame enough to say I won't ever sell my soul to the demons and the hipsters that spawn on this local scene. Friendships are as low as the limbo, so we take what we get. We will never ever quit. Just to sweat on this stage. Letras de cancionesIf I had you in my hands I'd pluck your wings you float on. I know more; I'm your biggest fan so I'll obsess over you. Your mind is gone. I've waited for you.If I had you in my hands I'd pluck your wings you float on. I know more; I'm your biggest fan so I'll obsess over you. Your mind is gone. From Letras Mania