Mmmmmyeeess?
Music is food. Words are food. Beauty is food. And food is food. OM NOM NOM.
I hoard high school sophomores that want whores
And listen to hardcore, drive em to the show
And if I lose em in the pit then fuck it, let’s just go
Cover my ears every time the stupid beat drops
I’m thirteen, what is lean? what is dream pop
Scared in the backseat when they need to make a weed stop
And if they catch me i’ll just cry for all the mean cops
I like em sixteen with bleached hair stray rats tops
