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I'm in love with machines and magazines I spend my nights cutting and pasting all my dreams the sound of music plays against white noise I'm just a mix tape junkie with to many toys and too many books to write to get any sleep tonight I'm so crazy, baby you're sane maybe it's a good thing we can't be together I'm so crazy, baby you're saying "maybe it's a good thing we can't be together" I'm in trouble with the depth that lies beneath I fill my spaces with cliches so broken in if melody bears all the weight, I'm sure sophistication's lost on every single word got to many hooks to write to get any sleep tonight I profess I am the king of too much of a good thing |