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Sophisticated, bitter Queen You're the ghost in my machine As I sit at my piano And flick through every channel Channeling those memories Trying to put an end to these (ooh x3) I wonder, sitting watch you wonder I see you, manipulate your lover Take cover, waves come crashing over us I go, under.. Yes, I'm under your spell Waves comes crashing over me I'm somewhere in open sea (yeah x5) I'm gasping for air A nemesis an enemy You're the crack inside of me As I'm singing my Soprano Still flicking through the channels Signal lost and out of range Your eyes become the TV screens As I sit out watch you walk my way Static, static on those screens now..