ladadada
you’re my idol
i do whatever as i’m told
upset that sex is a spiral
a net is a web is a hand hold
feed me a bowl of dog food
and fuck what i want because i love you
busty american dream doll
me, not me, not me at all
ooooooooo
pour your locust fame
put your mercy to my shade
sip and taste my blood and faith
guided by the wrong faes
a boy like you won’t make me free
you talk like you’re a better man than me
sappedd enough and slain I cry
It would be loveless not to say goodbye
dragged and damned i stand in a grave
i’m too popular to misbehave
your voice buried in a blurry place
don’t tell me i’m okay