Neon Cherub Choir
When you're consuming humans you're
Looking for humans that look like me
You're touching, you're judging, you're hurting me
You don't give a shit
That's not fucking sexy
That's not fucking sexy
You're fucking disgusting
At least you're consistent when you
Hate my body and personality
I think it's sexy the way I've burned every bridge
Flew with the wind
Hydrangea petal
So fucking metal
Bitch, you wish
Rock and roll broke my flourishing heart
But I don't feel the need to impress these old ass vampires anymore
No cool pair of shades can hide what you are
If you're already legendary, what are you still alive for?
Chosen names forever paved under real people's feet
Are you really dead or choosing not to live?
Cast a light, idolize fairy tale heroes for troubled preteens
Does it hurt less when you're waiting for the sting?
Kiss the knight, idolize me
Kids they try, they won't find it
Money, fame and friends can't win a princess' love
Who d'you think will lose when you're asking for a lot?
For a lot, for a lot
Who d'you think you'll lose when you're asking for a lot?
For a lot, for a lot
God is the government, the government is god
Who d'you think will lose when you're asking for a lot?
We stan a legend with a
Cohesive aesthetic, we
Pray to Madonna but we
Answer to the president
Took a picture of my parents' sillouettes in the darkness of it all
I took a piss in your old office to remind myself that the mighty fall
But you will never forget, you
Will never forget
Echoes till there's one person left standing by your deathbed
Motherfucker I win again
Music theory broke my chaotic heart
I won't feel the need to impress that old ass vampire anymore
No pair of glasses can hide what you are
You only love the legend, no, you never loved the chords
That shit is so bad, only I could've written
Are you that traditional or too bitter to listen?
Storming out or breaking down, I never had a choice
When your only comfort is the sound of your voice
Music theory will break my heart again
Wrinkled skins possessed by the centuries-old undead
Neon cherubs will always hurt their fragile egos
Cause they don't have time left to become real people
You wanna be a real boy?
You could've just given me a fucking choice
I get it, you just want all the love
But do you really want
Or love
Anything
Anymore?
Looking for humans that look like me
You're touching, you're judging, you're hurting me
You don't give a shit
That's not fucking sexy
That's not fucking sexy
You're fucking disgusting
At least you're consistent when you
Hate my body and personality
I think it's sexy the way I've burned every bridge
Flew with the wind
Hydrangea petal
So fucking metal
Bitch, you wish
Rock and roll broke my flourishing heart
But I don't feel the need to impress these old ass vampires anymore
No cool pair of shades can hide what you are
If you're already legendary, what are you still alive for?
Chosen names forever paved under real people's feet
Are you really dead or choosing not to live?
Cast a light, idolize fairy tale heroes for troubled preteens
Does it hurt less when you're waiting for the sting?
Kiss the knight, idolize me
Kids they try, they won't find it
Money, fame and friends can't win a princess' love
Who d'you think will lose when you're asking for a lot?
For a lot, for a lot
Who d'you think you'll lose when you're asking for a lot?
For a lot, for a lot
God is the government, the government is god
Who d'you think will lose when you're asking for a lot?
We stan a legend with a
Cohesive aesthetic, we
Pray to Madonna but we
Answer to the president
Took a picture of my parents' sillouettes in the darkness of it all
I took a piss in your old office to remind myself that the mighty fall
But you will never forget, you
Will never forget
Echoes till there's one person left standing by your deathbed
Motherfucker I win again
Music theory broke my chaotic heart
I won't feel the need to impress that old ass vampire anymore
No pair of glasses can hide what you are
You only love the legend, no, you never loved the chords
That shit is so bad, only I could've written
Are you that traditional or too bitter to listen?
Storming out or breaking down, I never had a choice
When your only comfort is the sound of your voice
Music theory will break my heart again
Wrinkled skins possessed by the centuries-old undead
Neon cherubs will always hurt their fragile egos
Cause they don't have time left to become real people
You wanna be a real boy?
You could've just given me a fucking choice
I get it, you just want all the love
But do you really want
Or love
Anything
Anymore?
Credits
Writer(s): Florian Cardoso
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