False God

This writes "love" as a superstition: knowing it may be false, you still kneel to it daily. Haven't you had the moment reason says stop believing, but your heart is more devout than a church?

It wraps a sharp confession in R&B laziness: the god we worship may be fake, but we can't quit. Taylor makes dependence sexy and sad at once — rather believe wrong than believe nothing.

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