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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Les Savy Fav
Les Savy Fav
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Harrington
Tim Harrington
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Phil Ek
Phil Ek
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hold on to your genre, your genre's got a hold on you
Hold on to your hairdo, it's the only thing to hold onto
Hold on to your genre, your genre's got a hold on you
Get up on the vapor 'cause the solid's tough to hold onto
[Verse 2]
There's a promise in the backroom, read it written in the bathroom
You tell a little lie and then you try to get us in your bedroom
We live our little lives and then you try to drag us to your death tomb
[Verse 3]
I've been checkin' the seams of your red velvet blazer
Now I'm haunted by dreams of the things I've found in there
All you rabbits you vanished, all the cards that you've killed
All the dawns that you've banished with too many pills, pills, pills
[Verse 4]
Together forever, the pity, the pleasure
The privilege, the pressure, the arteries we sever
The stillness, it chills us, the chills that we crave
The still will fill us when we fill in our graves
[Verse 5]
I never wanted something like nothing half this much
I'd gladly trade my estate for nullity and such
For once, to stop this buzzing, the lights inside my head
Can i please truly have nothing once before I'm dead?
[Verse 6]
There's a promise in the backroom, read it written in the bathroom
You tell a little lie and then you try to get us in your bedroom
We live our little lives and then you try to drag us to your death tomb
[Verse 7]
I've been checkin' the seams of your red velvet blazer
And I'm seein' the lines of your will and your wishlist
And you wish you were nothing and you wish you were cold
And you wish days meant something so you'd stop gettin' old
[Verse 8]
Back in the day, you loved the night
And you would feast with great delight
A walnut coffin lined in silk and daughter's blood was mother's milk
And now with fangs rust, red as dusk, a wet mouth in a dried up husk
You try to make me one of us, you try to make me one of us
[Verse 9]
Are you sick of bein' pretty? Are you sick of bein' cool?
Are you alive beneath that makeup or just an undead ghoul?
Are you sick of bein' pretty? Are you sick of bein' cool?
Are you alive beneath that makeup or just an undead ghoul?
[Verse 10]
Are you sick of bein' pretty? Are you sick of bein' cool?
Are you alive beneath that makeup or just an undead ghoul?
Are you sick of bein' pretty? Are you sick of bein' cool?
Are you alive beneath that makeup
Or just an undead ghoul, ghoul, ghoul
Written by: Tim Harrington
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