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Automatic - Tapes in Motion
Lyrics by:Tristan Konkle
Composed by:Tristan Konkle
I think that I'm in love with her
But she don't even know that I'm alive
For her I'd lie a thousand words
Just to fake a personal disguise
Just like automatics
Oh my darling's tragic
Yeah I'd hate to be an addict
For your love
Stuck up in her attic
It's just a matter of habit
But ain't it just so tragic
For your love
I think I found something that'll work
To pick myself up off the floor
To drain me of my diffidence
And align me with my innocence
Just like automatics
Oh my darling's tragic
Yeah I'd hate to be an addict
For your love
Stuck up in her attic
It's just a matter of habit
But ain't it just so tragic
For your love
I've seen your face a thousand times
I had a dream in which I died
And never did come back to life
I've seen your face a thousand times
I had a dream in which I died
And never did come back to life
Just like automatics
Oh my darling's tragic
Yeah I'd hate to be an addict
For your love
Stuck up in her attic
It's just a matter of habit
But ain't it just so tragic
For your love
Hey
Just like automatics
Oh my darling's tragic
I would hate to be an addict
For your love
Stuck up in her attic
It's just a matter of habit
But ain't it just so tragic
For your love your love your love
Your love your love