Sometimes I feel like I’m chasing the shadows in your eyes.
Loosing my footing and looking for something I recognize.
You tell me you’re here for forever
But act like you’re passing through
Which ones the real you? Which ones the real you?
Are you only practicing until you find the real thing?
Taking up space until you find yourself the perfect face
Are you looking over my shoulder am I enough or just the sacrificial love?
I know when we started I kind of talked you into it.
I was good for the moment but now something’s missing from your kiss.
I see you lying beside me, but I feel your moving on.
Which ones the real you? Which ones the real you?
Are you only practicing until you find the real thing?
Taking up space until you find yourself the perfect face.
Are you looking over my shoulder am I enough or just your sacrificial love?
Do I have to spill my tears?
Teach you how to say goodbye?
If that’s not what I am to you, then what am I?
What am I?
Are you only practicing until you find the real thing?
Taking up space until you find yourself the perfect face.
Are you looking over my shoulder am I enough or just the sacrificial love?
Or just your sacrificial love?
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