Your illegitimacy, I love it
I’ve never been quite to be, “Don’t be real with me”
Like I was above it
The debauchery and the starlight glamour
And how the moon strikes your eyes hard
Joint clauses have nowhere to go
And you say come spend the night
But I’m not sure if I’m made to flee
Or pull a silent fight
These aspiring hopes, descending acquisitions
Breathe me like a piano bed
Talk shit to me about the heroes we never actually have met
This scale has a tune
A marching band
Who wants to be included
But I grip hold of this balcony
And wonder why if everyone’s being deluded
