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Trick question, I got a confession I wanna get your attention I’m fixed, my compulsion is you In order to scratch my disorder I see a double exposure It’s fixed in the crease of my palm Reassure me Tell me I’m pretty Tell me I’m someone You wanna, you wanna envy You’re an image Where do I fit in? Where do I get off? I know you wanna let me Will you pine for me? Exposure therapy You’re talking me to sleep There’s nothing here to see I’ve got a lot of thoughts And you’ve got obligations I can’t tend to You’ve got a lot of nerve to keep me waiting Patience is a virtue A glutton with no repercussions Letras de cancionesYou’re giving nothing I’m fixed, my corruption is you Reassure me Tell me I’m pretty Tell me I’m someone You wanna, you wanna envy You’re an image Where do I fit in? Where do I get off? I know you wanna let me Will you pine for me? Exposure therapy You’re talking me to sleep There’s nothing here to see I’ve got a lot of thoughts And you’ve got obligations I can’t tend to You’ve got a lot of nerve to keep me waiting Patience is a virtue From Letras Mania