Part Of The Band – The 1975

Part Of The Band – The 1975

Nghệ sĩ: The 1975

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 She was part of the Air Force, I was part of the band
 I always used to bust into her hand
 In my, my, my imagination
 I was living my best life, living with my parents
 Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants
 And my, my, my cancellation, hm, yeah
    
    
 And I fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame
 I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine
 In my, my, my imagination
 So many cringes in the heroin binges
 I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes
 Of my, my, my imagination, oh, yeah
 Enough about me now
 "You gotta talk about the people, baby"
 (But that's kind of the idea)
    
 At home, somewhere I don't like
 Eating stuff off of motorbikes
 Cumming to her lookalikes
 I can't get the language right
 Just tell me what's unladylike
 I know some Vaccinista tote bag chic baristas
 Sitting east on their communista keisters
 Writing about their ejaculations
 "I like my men like I like my coffee
 Full of soy milk and so sweet, it won't offend anybody"
 Whilst staining the pages of the nation, oh, yeah
 A Xanax and a Newport
 "Well I take care of my kids", she said
    
 The worst inside of us begets
 That feeling on the internet
 It's like someone intended it
 (Like advertising cigarettes)
 A diamond in the rough begets
 The diamond with a scruff you get
    
    
    
    
    
    
 Am I ironically woke? The butt of my joke?
 Or am I just some post-coke, average, skinny bloke
 Calling his ego imagination?
 I've not picked up that in a thousand four hundred days
 And nine hours and sixteen minutes, babe
 It's kind of my daily iteration
    
    

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