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Mmm
You watch me breathe
Name on your tongue
Like a slow disease
You got my picture on your mirror
Lipstick on the frame, traced heart, getting clearer
Scroll my life ’til your eyes burn red
Know my secrets by the tilt of my head
Backstage, you already in my room
Perfume in the air, sweet, heavy like doom
Every shadow that I step through
You two steps deeper, falling into
Yeah
You don’t miss a move that I make, you replay it
Every little phrase that I say, you obey it
Dress like my past, wear the scars like a badge
Turn every rumor to a prayer, every flaw to a badge
Got a playlist of my interviews, breathing in the pauses
Reading into micro-blinks, calling them the causes
Of the way you feel hollow when the cameras fade
So you carve my name deeper, let the edges scrape
Hit the venue in my shirt from a dead tour
Line up at the barricade, eyes like a red door
Waiting to be kicked in, soul on the floor
Heart beating to a rhythm that you begging me for
You say you see the real me
Through the smoke, through the gold teeth
But whose face lives in your dreams?
Mine or the one on the screen?
Hands shaking, you reach out
Can you feel me? Do you feel doubt?
If I faded, if I fell down
Would you love me underground?
You got that spotlight fever fever
Praying to a stranger on a stage like a preacher preacher
Screaming my name like a secret code
Neon in your veins ’til your heart explodes
I am your idol, sinner, saint
Paint me perfect, never faint
You want a touch, want a wound, want a sign
You crave connection in the blinding shine
Oh spotlight fever
Say you’d die to get closer, just a little bit deeper
You chasing shadows that you can’t hold tight
Lost in the glare of my borrowed light
Bedroom altar, candles to my face
Ticket on the wall like a sacred place
Every post of mine, you save it, save it
Tattoo on your wrist where you crave it
You don’t see the sweat in my sheets
You don’t see the cracks in my teeth
Just a halo made of LED
Burning out pieces of me
Look
You got every fact like a file on a hard drive
Every late show, backstage, every archive
Know my mom’s name, know my dog’s face
But you don’t know the quiet when I leave this place
When the roar turns thin, just a ring in my ear
When the mirror says stranger, and I taste that fear
You want love, I want air, we collide in the flash
You throw your whole soul while I’m dodging the crash
Is it worship, is it hunger, is it both, is it neither?
Is it you who’s addicted, or am I the feeder?
You say you see the real me
Through the smoke, through the gold teeth
But whose face lives in your dreams?
Mine or the one on the screen?
Hands shaking, you reach out
Can you feel me? Do you feel doubt?
If I faded, if I fell down
Would you love me underground?
You got that spotlight fever fever
Praying to a stranger on a stage like a preacher preacher
Screaming my name like a secret code
Neon in your veins ’til your heart explodes
I am your idol, sinner, saint
Paint me perfect, never faint
You want a touch, want a wound, want a sign
You crave connection in the blinding shine
Oh spotlight fever
Say you’d die
