render me an imagination
I'll try to see it with eyes borrowed
for a phantom that resides in me
for a phantom who wants to live
imaginations that will only live as patterns
patterns that we'll render again and again
and again
and again
I thought the crack would snap the desire
but who knew that love will always love
and that desire will always desire love
again and again
and again
and again
and again
and again
and again
and again
I'll try to see it with eyes borrowed
for a phantom that resides in me
for a phantom who wants to live
imaginations that will only live as patterns
patterns that we'll render again and again
and again
and again
I thought the crack would snap the desire
but who knew that love will always love
and that desire will always desire love
again and again
and again
and again
and again
and again
and again
and again
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