I'm sleeping on your floors
resting on my laurels
I was in my head round here
if you know
the graveyard busts of spiritists
and Max Ophuls
and all of us go from dust to dust
everybody's made up
I'm noticing cute boys
Chicago, Illinois
I was in my head round here
if you know
the saddle's waiting
home invasion
Sid and Tatum
serial dating
if you must you must
everybody mistrusts
You credit cards with meaning
tarot
hang round
fake noun
Faux pas
typo tobacco
I don't know my own pin code
locked out of the cult of the cargo
right on,
right on
You broke in my headphones
planted pretty signals
I don't know where you get it from
but I like it
And I'm sleeping on your floors
resting on my laurels
I was in my head round here
if you know
the graveyard busts of spiritists
and Max Ophuls
and all of us go from dust to dust
everybody's made up
I'm noticing cute boys
Chicago, Illinois
I was in my head round here
if you know
the saddle's waiting
home invasion
Sid and Tatum
serial dating
if you must you must
everybody mistrusts
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