Well into my career of naming songs "A Thing & A Thing", listen, I like ampersands, okay? This is (you guessed it!) closeted trans song, about the girl that broke my heart but also I just wanted to be her. Fun game: try and guess who!
lyrics
Fuck it
All uncertainty
You ought to know by now
What this means to me
And a bottle of wine
Is only substitute
For the cheapest of conversations
For the cheapest
of conversations
Black leather boots
Click click click
On the sidewalk
Keys to an automobile
What have we become?
And I can still smell
Old blood
and Chanel
In these old rooms
Spit up angels
while we work the angles
We're so confused
Spit up angels
Incoherent rambles
It's too obtuse
fuck it
lets have the self destruction of ego
because it's making me sick the ways things sit
and we burn bright
so bright
the only natural beauty of the gin in our veins
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