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she's a copy cat.
even the sparkle in her eyes are mirrored from the stars, and she steals constellations just so she can sing about orion's belt.

and if you ask her she likes uppers, if you ask her she's made of amphetamines
but she cries when she crashes and she doesn't want the drugs at all
lying, she tells you she loves the way hipbones bruise her sides
but she flinches and bites her lips when you buckle into her, and you can't help but taste the fear on her tongue.

her eyes of made of glass her skin is made of porcelain and her lips pout like storm clouds, she does shots by the dozen and pretends she can't feel anything
she wears eyeliner thick in charcoal and she doesn't eat because she pretends like she's rotting from the inside out

and she breaks mirrors and she walks on broken glass
and when she smiles she makes sure it's hollow, just so she can go home and feel alone
her name rhymes with desert or storm and she likes to walk alone in a sea of those she xeroxed.

Description

she's a copy cat.
even the sparkle in her eyes are mirrored from the stars, and she steals constellations just so she can sing about orion's belt.

and if you ask her she likes uppers, if you ask her she's made of amphetamines
but she cries when she crashes and she doesn't want the drugs at all
lying, she tells you she loves the way hipbones bruise her sides
but she flinches and bites her lips when you buckle into her, and you can't help but taste the fear on her tongue.

her eyes of made of glass her skin is made of porcelain and her lips pout like storm clouds, she does shots by the dozen and pretends she can't feel anything
she wears eyeliner thick in charcoal and she doesn't eat because she pretends like she's rotting from the inside out

and she breaks mirrors and she walks on broken glass
and when she smiles she makes sure it's hollow, just so she can go home and feel alone
her name rhymes with desert or storm and she likes to walk alone in a sea of those she xeroxed.