What a manic pixie dream you are
Platinum blonde star
Automatic halo
Little like a neon dream
Crashing through my
Computer screen
I'd rather my meet my God
Than look at the mess I've made
Even steeped in awe
Nothing could make me stay
What I lack in veins
I sure make up in taste
What a manic pixie dream you are
Platinum blonde star
Automatic halo
Little like a neon dream
Crashing through my
Computer screen
I'd rather meet my God
Than look at the mess I've made
Even steeped in awe
Nothing could make me stay
What I lack in veins
I sure make up in taste
What a manic
Automatic
Platinum (blonde)
Passion
Passion through
I'd rather meet my God
Than look at the mess I've made
Even steeped in awe
Nothing could make me stay
What I lack in veins
I sure make up in taste

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