(You're so disgusting)
(If you tell me what drugs you're doing)
(I'll tell you what drugs I'm doing)
(Hope to see you soon Lexi, have a good night)
(My goal tonight is to black out this entire fucking stupid year)
(you to check my pulse)
Sorry that I let you down
-n our very own Chambord
drobmahC nwo yrev ruo n-
Sorry that I let you down
Pull me down into the pool
(Are you alright?)
(I just think I'm gonna need you to check my pulse)
How out of touch with truth we are,
living in a world of our own.
There has never been anything like it, and never can be.
It is too beautiful altogether, and if we set it up it would go to pieces,
some fact we've been living with would knock the whole thing over.
I got embraced, told to wear flannel,
(Are you, are you for real?)
There has never been anything like it, and never can be.
It is too beautiful altogether, and if we set it up it would go to pieces,
some fact we've been living with would knock the whole thing over.
I got embraced, told to wear flannel,
write often, and so on, and I left.
In the street, I don't know why,
a queer feeling came to me that I was being watched.
(eslup ym kcehc ot uoy)
(raey diputs gnikcuf eritne siht tuo kcalb ot si thginot laog yM)
(My goal tonight is to black out this entire fucking stupid year)
(you to check my pulse)
-n our very own Chambord
Tried my best to hold the door
-t you Came In so I left town
Sorry that I let you down
Pull me down into the pool
Drown me in le Cher
Take me down into the water
Pull me down the stairs
Behind our very own Chambord
Tried my best to hold the door
-t you Came In so I left town
Sorry that I let you dow- dow-
(Are you- are you for real?)
(Uh I mean, my uncle Carl got diabetes from eating too much McDonald's)
(But you don't see anybody going after they ass)
(Yeah but, if I were God, I don't know if I'd let McDonalds' CEO in heaven)
(I'd be like fuck that guy)
(Yeah, that's a good point)
(I'll have to get back to you on that one)
(How you doin?)
(Good)
(When'd you relapse?)
(Just fucking weed Jules)
(Like, when'd you relapse?)
(You want me to be honest?)
(Yeah, y e a h, y e a h, y e a h)
(The night you left, T h e n i g h t y o u l e f t)
(I just think I'm gonna need you to check my pulse)
How out of touch with truth we are,
living in a world of our own.
There has never been anything like it, and never can be.
It is too beautiful altogether, and if we set it up it would go to pieces,
some fact we've been living with would knock the whole thing over.
I got embraced, told to wear flannel,
write often, and so on, and I left.
In the street, I don't know why,
a queer feeling came to me that I was being watched.
(Well, I'm navigating a largely straight, binary world)
(I don't know what that's supposed to mean)
(But, you know what I mean, most people are straight)
(And most trans girls don't wear binders, right?)
(Yeah, and, uh, most guys don't hang out with two girls unless they wanna fuck em)
(You guys are disgusting!)
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Takes me back to my high school classroom during the days of binging Inio Asano's old manga scanlations before anything was licensed. At that time, I was discovering many kinds of Asian shoegaze, but I've never heard anything like this. Makes me think of Pasteboard, Supecar, and Midnight Pingpong a bit, and it's funny bc the first two I listen have blue album covers too. Lu