(1, 2, 3, 4)
They said love was just for fags I laughed and then felt bad
They said their birth name was a pejorative
They said everyone should wow themselves ‘cause it will kill the desert if we make it fertile

They said “every time I look at my phone I get brain damage”
(Every time) “By every blamedead person I get lobotomized”
(Every time) We shared the paranoid thought you'd get decommissioned
If we fall out of love I go to hell
I go to hell
I go to hell
I go to hell

Tears pierced watching Chick Strand’s stop Soft Fiction I three kings learned a new scale today call it ARTCORE
Now that's what I call Freewave the killer wanted buttons made in feelbad songs of Covid summer

They said “every time I look at my phone I get brain damage”
(Every time) “By every blamedead person I get lobotomized”
(Every time) We shared the paranoid thought that you'd get decommissioned (ha ha)
If we fall out of love I go to hell
I go to hell
I go to hell
I go to hell

They said “every time I look at my phone I get brain damage”
(Every time) “By every blamedead person I get lobotomized”
(Every time) We shared the paranoid thought that you’d get decommissioned
If we fall out of love I go to hell
I go to hell
I go to hell
I go to hell