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I had a one-night stand in l.a. with some french guy, I can’t remember his name. it was at the american music awards. I was drunk, amanda ghost laughs with her usual candor. more ser
Y, she adds, after I had this one-night stand, I felt so empty. there was no triumph in it, there was no trophy at the end. I felt even hollower than I felt before.
This shallow need to feel wanted
Worshipped and adored and ever be ignored
I give you love but you don’t see it
You never understand my world is in your hands
Chorus
I have this thought in my head
And it’s about being noticed
I have this thought in my head
And it’s about being noticed
(we hid away)
Somebody stop me feeling empty
(we hide away) somebody stop me feeling empty
You start this dance but I’m leading
You act out the abused
Bewildered and confused
Tonight I’m yours but I don’t feel it
You say it’s all a game but one can only play.
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