Idols.
A shell, and the stench of a million lies.
Give me back my fifteen minutes.
I can’t take you anywhere.
A shell, and the stench of a million lies.
Give me back my fifteen minutes.
I can’t take you anywhere.
You’re no canon figure.
You’re a fake.
You’re no canon figure.
You’re fucking fake.
I can’t take you anywhere.
I can’t take you anywhere.
You are so beautiful.
My eyes bleed hopeless tears that show my concern that this nightmare is your identity.
Idols.