GOLD BOX KINGDOM ::amy bruckmeier:: Music

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Magazine Girl

She is morphine, a cigarette, a fix
She is the rainbow in an oil slick
A delicate taste of another world
A normal life turned psychedelic swirl

She is a slap in the face a firm grip
On a long night of slow hips
And her eyes promise that she will take him home
She is the first time he drinks alone

And she reclines in his mind’s eye
Sending his prayers into an empty sky
She knows no God and feels no shame
She is the face in a magazine

She is a first time, a first dance
A first kiss and a lucky chance
She melts away ‘cause she was never there
Innocent with sunlight in her hair

And she reclines in his mind’s eye
Sending his prayers into an empty sky
She knows no God and feels no shame
She is the face in a magazine