Velvet Elvis
She's just a wave dressed in gun metal gray
Burning holes through the paper skies
I seen her look like a silver hook
And I'm in love with the Antichrist
So I glare like a scared magpie
And I drowned in her river some twenty years back
The words became frozen to a block in my throat
Where there's a mote with a dragon in black
Well everybody please take a big step back
My my
At least I got my
My velvet Elvis
At least I got at least I got at least I got my
My velvet Elvis
The Mayflower ships me to her foreign shores
So I build a house of bones in her woods
I never sleep so instead I drink
To the deaths of our childhood
With red wine moonshine torn jeans Dramamine
Laughing gas and fallacies
We can drop truth serum in our eyes
And brush up on democracy
Well everybody please take a big step back
At least I got my
My velvet Elvis
At least I got at least I got at least I got my
My my velvet Elvis
Your lips serenade a concussion grenade
I swoon into a pit of fire
You're dolled up in black you're as sharp as a tack
And we're dead-drunk in the holy empire
"Cause that's love
I'll snap my own wrists and I'll burn down my house
Just be'Cause
I still got my my velvet Elvis
My velvet Elvis
Burning holes through the paper skies
I seen her look like a silver hook
And I'm in love with the Antichrist
So I glare like a scared magpie
And I drowned in her river some twenty years back
The words became frozen to a block in my throat
Where there's a mote with a dragon in black
Well everybody please take a big step back
My my
At least I got my
My velvet Elvis
At least I got at least I got at least I got my
My velvet Elvis
The Mayflower ships me to her foreign shores
So I build a house of bones in her woods
I never sleep so instead I drink
To the deaths of our childhood
With red wine moonshine torn jeans Dramamine
Laughing gas and fallacies
We can drop truth serum in our eyes
And brush up on democracy
Well everybody please take a big step back
At least I got my
My velvet Elvis
At least I got at least I got at least I got my
My my velvet Elvis
Your lips serenade a concussion grenade
I swoon into a pit of fire
You're dolled up in black you're as sharp as a tack
And we're dead-drunk in the holy empire
"Cause that's love
I'll snap my own wrists and I'll burn down my house
Just be'Cause
I still got my my velvet Elvis
My velvet Elvis
Credits
Writer(s): Kristofer Gerhardt
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