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Please make the technology
So I can turn up your love like some cold machine
Donīt feed me scraps from your bed
I wonīt be the stray coming back just to be fed
Iīll be wait
Come and seal the fate, Marie
Just pretend that you want me
To be my bait
To be my
Well donīt be that note I canīt hold
Well donīt be that joke that I told and told ītil it got old
Donīt be that hand īround my throat so I can breath
Say youīre my friend but why wonīt you be my family?
And if you break
Just donīt tell me
To be my bait
To be my dream
Tell me you know what I mean
(Prove me wrong)
Settle baby, you are not the sun
You are not the sun
Outside your cold lips again
Settle baby, you are not the sun
You are not the sun
You are not the sun
So letīs pretend that you love me
And be my bait
To be my bait
Translate to:
Please make the technology
So I can turn up your love like some cold machine
Donīt feed me scraps from your bed
I wonīt be the stray coming back just to be fed
Iīll be wait
Come and seal the fate, Marie
Just pretend that you want me
To be my bait
To be my
Well donīt be that note I canīt hold
Well donīt be that joke that I told and told ītil it got old
Donīt be that hand īround my throat so I can breath
Say youīre my friend but why wonīt you be my family?
And if you break
Just donīt tell me
To be my bait
To be my dream
Tell me you know what I mean
(Prove me wrong)
Settle baby, you are not the sun
You are not the sun
Outside your cold lips again
Settle baby, you are not the sun
You are not the sun
You are not the sun
So letīs pretend that you love me
And be my bait
To be my bait