Parasocial

Through a lens
You are my friend
Maybe it's not, maybe it's not
Just pretend

'Cause I can't hold you in my arms
Just my head
And you don't know me
But you are my thread

In a parasocial way I can't relate
In a parasocial way I'm not ok

On the screen
You reach for me
But maybe your not
Maybe your not
What I need

'Cause you're always too far from reach
You see
And you don't know me
But you are my need

In a parasocial way I can't relate
In a parasocial way I am afraid

But my comfort is your adulation
And we're voyeurs in this generation

But my comfort is your adulation
And we're voyeurs in this generation



Credits
Writer(s): Brett Buehler
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