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This is what the edge of your seat was made for
Holding on, on your own
This is what the edge of your seat was made for
And this
This is what the back of your hand was made for
Stolen apologies
Stolen apologies
You
You′re a traitor to my heart
You're a traitor to us all
Forsaken
Forsaken
We′re all movie stars
We're all movie stars
We're all movie stars
We′re all movie stars
And I′m speaking these words
And I'm talking to the mirror
You′re a traitor to my heart
You're a traitor to us fucking all
I don′t want to kiss anyone
I don't want to kiss anyone but you
I fucking love you
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Writer(s): Oliver Scott Sykes, Lee David Malia, Curtis Paul Lee Ward, Matthew Kean, Matthew Stephen Nicholls Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
