| Song | Her Fantasy |
| Artist | Matthew Dear |
| Album | Beams |
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| It’s just one in a million hearts that feel the way, the way I do | |
| It’s just one in a million hearts that feel the way, the way I do | |
| Am I the chrome man, am I not of great design? | |
| Do I feel love like all of the others or is this feeling only mine? | |
| Are you my delicious game? Is it an obvious play? | |
| I’ll eat like a lion and pretend I’m trying but we know it’s one in the same. | |
| Am I one heartbeat away from receiving a damaging shock to my life and believing that love was a cost worth a witness and seeing a larger machine? | |
| Fighting is futile but I can’t concede to interior beliefs that control and deplete you dismounting a love which has grown from beneath you an ancient machine. | |
| We’re on the ground, we can’t go far, | |
| God’s in the hands, as in their hearts, | |
| A poison brain, pass through the day, | |
| Point at the frame, around the flame, | |
| Trust is a form, and as a breed, | |
| I will protect you from my needs, | |
| We can go far, sit where you stand, | |
| And on your heart, and on your man | |
| It’s just one, in a million hearts, that feels the way, the way I do | |
| It’s just one, in a million hearts, that feels the way, the way I do |
| It' s just one in a million hearts that feel the way, the way I do | |
| It' s just one in a million hearts that feel the way, the way I do | |
| Am I the chrome man, am I not of great design? | |
| Do I feel love like all of the others or is this feeling only mine? | |
| Are you my delicious game? Is it an obvious play? | |
| I' ll eat like a lion and pretend I' m trying but we know it' s one in the same. | |
| Am I one heartbeat away from receiving a damaging shock to my life and believing that love was a cost worth a witness and seeing a larger machine? | |
| Fighting is futile but I can' t concede to interior beliefs that control and deplete you dismounting a love which has grown from beneath you an ancient machine. | |
| We' re on the ground, we can' t go far, | |
| God' s in the hands, as in their hearts, | |
| A poison brain, pass through the day, | |
| Point at the frame, around the flame, | |
| Trust is a form, and as a breed, | |
| I will protect you from my needs, | |
| We can go far, sit where you stand, | |
| And on your heart, and on your man | |
| It' s just one, in a million hearts, that feels the way, the way I do | |
| It' s just one, in a million hearts, that feels the way, the way I do |
| It' s just one in a million hearts that feel the way, the way I do | |
| It' s just one in a million hearts that feel the way, the way I do | |
| Am I the chrome man, am I not of great design? | |
| Do I feel love like all of the others or is this feeling only mine? | |
| Are you my delicious game? Is it an obvious play? | |
| I' ll eat like a lion and pretend I' m trying but we know it' s one in the same. | |
| Am I one heartbeat away from receiving a damaging shock to my life and believing that love was a cost worth a witness and seeing a larger machine? | |
| Fighting is futile but I can' t concede to interior beliefs that control and deplete you dismounting a love which has grown from beneath you an ancient machine. | |
| We' re on the ground, we can' t go far, | |
| God' s in the hands, as in their hearts, | |
| A poison brain, pass through the day, | |
| Point at the frame, around the flame, | |
| Trust is a form, and as a breed, | |
| I will protect you from my needs, | |
| We can go far, sit where you stand, | |
| And on your heart, and on your man | |
| It' s just one, in a million hearts, that feels the way, the way I do | |
| It' s just one, in a million hearts, that feels the way, the way I do |