**Target Demogr!=@//phik

I only want it
because you make me want it
this is made up
that my life is better
I need it
when you fake it

it turns to liquid
I am sick with desire
fire in my hands
clandestine plans
I get it
anyway I can

my burning palms
now are burning palms
curled tightly around
cured. lost and found
I find it
anyway I can

air turns to smoke
jokes coughing in it
and when I cry
when I have it
you fake it
anyway you can

I will lose it

anyway I can

anyway
I can
so