Brooke Fraser
Brooke Fraser - Psychosocial songtekst
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I love your protection but I don't love you Your perceived perfection though it's just not true I want an escape and tonight that's you You are my victim, you are my muse Just on specimen of a multitude I wanna cliché, I can click on cue Psychosocial, psychosocial Psychosocial, psychosocial Give me all access, give me what I want The companionship of your 'tableu vivants' I'm entertained until I'm not Psychosocial, psychosocial Psychosocial, psychosocial You don't call, you don't write It's like I don't even know you You don't look, you never reply And you won't 'cause I'm a psychosocial It's like I don't even know you And you won't cause I'm a psychosocial It's like I don't even know you It's like I don't even know you I love your protection but I don't love you