Cinema wanker - shining like a diamond.
Washed out spartan - pop corn panty shot.
The party will never ever find me.
I swear that this might just be talcum powder.
Gutter brain hypocrite - dignified asswipe.
Gasoline tongue - igniting all the sense I make.
Liberation junkie - selling freedom from a backpack.
Alcohol breath - all I need is a match stick.
Here comes trouble on a golden unicorn.
Here comes panic on a saturday night.
Here comes darling with a tragedy swipe right.
Here comes charming with the words we love.
Are there any signs of life out here.
And are there any possibilities?
Reconciling with sight and sound,
Surviving on probabilities.
I've come to believe that the earth is faking it,
I’ve come to believe that the earth is all alone.
I've come to believe that we are all faking it,
I've come to believe that we are all alone.