Hannah Marcus Fake And Pretty
On the plane
How much pain
We sing our trinkets
Lost in the sauce
Feelings uneven
Strange obligation
Thy will or mine
Recessive eyes
Say I want
I wanna be held
But now I'm in a rock band
Duty free
Liminal
Luminous
Luminality
Say I'll be
The magic shell
I'll be the ruby slippers
I'll be the thing
In your dreams
The thing that takes you back
To black and white
I'll be your shoe
That serves up your champagne
I'll be the shining stone
I'll be transparent bone
I'll be the two in one
I'll be what you step on
I'll be the talisman
I'll be not even quite human
I'll disappear when you get home
When you get home
At work in the land
Of the in-between
I'll be the passenger ferry
Fake and pretty
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I'll remember the place
From which you were thrown
I'll tend to walk alone
I'll hate the power of my own eyes
I'll hate the power of words
I'll hate the power
I'll lose everything I own
I'll be your troublemaker
I'll be your sweet-bitter
I'll be the ruby slippers
I'll be the thing in your dreams
The thing that takes you back
To glorious black and white
I'll be the shoe
That serves up your champagne
I'll be the shining stone
I'll be transparent bone
I'll be the two in one
I'll be what you step on
I'll be the talisman
I'll be not even quite human
