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The Girl with the Black Balloons
I admit it—you have my attention
Girl with the black balloons
I’ll try to pop that imaginary bubble
The one that keeps you from noticing me
You’re like a flower I need to protect
From the whole crowd around you
Even if you don’t see my presence
I’ll try to take care of you, even if you never look my way
I’ll be someone else if it brings you closer
If it has to be that way
Love at first sight
I used to think it was for children
But today I proved myself wrong when I looked into your soul
Girl with the black balloons, you’re more complicated than I thought
And still, I don’t want to look at anyone else
Hungry for you to notice me
Tired of never being seen
Trapped in my own illusion
Trapped behind the glass
Love at first sight
I used to think it was for children
But today I proved myself wrong when I looked into your soul
Girl with the black balloons, you’re more complicated than I thought
And still, I don’t want to look at anyone else
Hungry for you to notice me
Tired of never being seen
Trapped in my own illusion
Trapped behind the glass
Thirsty for you to look at me
Tired of being invisible
Trapped in my own illusion
Trapped behind the glass
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Title The Girl with the Black Balloons
The Girl with the Black Balloons
I admit it—you have my attention
Girl with the black balloons
I’ll try to pop that imaginary bubble
The one that keeps you from noticing me
You’re like a flower I need to protect
From the whole crowd around you
Even if you don’t see my presence
I’ll try to take care of you, even if you never look my way
I’ll be someone else if it brings you closer
If it has to be that way
Love at first sight
I used to think it was for children
But today I proved myself wrong when I looked into your soul
Girl with the black balloons, you’re more complicated than I thought
And still, I don’t want to look at anyone else
Hungry for you to notice me
Tired of never being seen
Trapped in my own illusion
Trapped behind the glass
Love at first sight
I used to think it was for children
But today I proved myself wrong when I looked into your soul
Girl with the black balloons, you’re more complicated than I thought
And still, I don’t want to look at anyone else
Hungry for you to notice me
Tired of never being seen
Trapped in my own illusion
Trapped behind the glass
Thirsty for you to look at me
Tired of being invisible
Trapped in my own illusion
Trapped behind the glass
Work type Literary: Other
Tags post punk music, goth poems, post punk lyrics
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Entry date Aug 13, 2025, 9:17 PM UTC
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