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There's nothing left There's nothing left to Ignore Wasting a day On the Tate Modern's Fifth floor Reverse engineering Each other's feelings By trying to emulate our gaze It felt like we were made of autumn leaves Surprised to see that there's still blood In me This lover wanted To get a good night's sleep And this lover just Wanted to get up and leave What happened next will surprise you And tear your heart out And feed it to the dogs Try to be a less sometimes Try to be a little less inclined To harm Because you are a flower You are a monster You are a ghost You are a nightmare You are a bed You are fresh linen You are a hospital That keeps me alive Heaven knows why Heaven knows why