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I met her in the queue for the toilets at the Logies I didn't recognise her, but I recognised that she was professionally hot I knew that she must be some kind of celebrity But she had this pained look in her eyes that haunted me Her dress was too tight She asked me to help unzip, I obliged, I obliged She asked me if I thought anyone would notice it I felt so sad when I looked into her scared and beautiful eyes eyes eyes It's a lot of work to stay this hot She said, it's a lot of work just to stay on top of it all And you gotta be pretty hot too If you wanna make it onto my feed It's a lot of work to live like this There's a lot of hurt, there's a lot I miss But you kinda get used to it When it's kind of in the air that you breathe But sometimes, sometimes, sometimes A certain panic takes over me (If you wanna make it onto my feed) (If you wanna make it onto my feed) Everything I see, she said, I see through a filter What a waste of eyes, what a waste of all my other senses And I've been doing this so long I don't know if I am capable of Ever really going back to the way it was It's a secondary life Always one step removed (It's alright, it's alright) I'm half-apparition, half-human All human All fucked It's a lot of work to stay this hot She said, a lot of work just to stay on top of it all And you gotta be pretty hot too If you wanna make it onto my feed It's a lot of work to live like this There's a lot of hurt, there's a lot I miss But you kinda get used to it When it's kind of in the air that you breathe It's a lot of work to stay this hot She said, a lot of work just to stay on top of it all And you gotta be pretty hot too If you wanna make it onto my feed It's a lot of work to live like this There's a lot of hurt, there's a lot I miss But you kinda get used to it When it's kind of in the air that you breathe Sometimes, sometimes A certain panic takes over me (If you wanna make it onto my feed) (If you wanna make it onto my feed) I spend all my time tending my garden But the crops always die And all my opinions are a lie