I hope that you don't mind if I call you This is the final chance I have to save Your name makes me feel propitiously White stars float out of the screen and into my eyes
Take a bath with cotton candy Eat a marshmallow or seven I don't like religious imagery Living in ungracious heaven This is something so insane but nothing to be done about it I was meant for something better Feeding hopes for future journeys
For so long I've been a fucking joke These words and sounds meant nothing outside Now I see that there is more than one Who sees why I spend my time drowning
Get back /////// what's your problem? Don't ask, we all know that digital is just better How did you manage to stop coming doomsdays? I lied, but now the truth is here forever
I will not This is not my spit
Sing along, until your throat explodes A languished world, so melancholic Find yourself, floating among pink smoke And talk about the thoughts behind it all