MEMORY MACHINE

My memory machine
A living, breathing dream
Little planets in your eyes
And candy in your kiss
My memory machine
A sugar coated dream
Endless comfort in your arms
And in your smile a sign from god

I lean in quite a bit
Will it bend or will it break?
He says he wants it all
Bet he don't know what it means
Oh no
Oh no

I bet it feels nice to be someone else
Oh babe, you look so tired
Turn the TV off
I bet it feels nice to be someone else
In the passenger seat
In the getaway car
I bet it feels nice, nice, nice



Credits
Writer(s): Miguel De La Torre
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