LYRIC

I must be frightened
Of disco demolition
I swear I’m pudding
I have no incandescence

A rose bleed cow eye
A man made off with our van
We showed him flashing
He was naked and pleading

Paralyze the masses
With your stare
Eons pass with many days
Chrome listed on your spine
Tells you how long to queue
Making me into you into me into

And now the kids are
Dressed like famous host man
The tracksuit hippies
Their unused stupor breaks out

[Outro] I was at the Car Seat Headrest show at [?] The band was playing real good and I was having a good time
But there was a tension that night that I could not explain
I found myself locking onto Will Toledo's eyes
And as our gazes met, he turned around, pulled out a gun, and shot me directly in the heart
But [?] do such a thing?
As I lay on the floor, bleeding out
And as the band continued to play
I lie to myself thinking
I think I'm starting to really like myself!

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