The Pageant Thieves

Lyrics
You got the morning resistors, you're seeing flesh that ain't there You've got your friendly reminder throbbin' hard cuz he doesn't care You're got a fly on your temple, you feel him cleaning his wings Come up with your normal collection through a handful of dreams Just over your shoulder, just like smoke, something passed by And you're none the wiser, look at me wondering why That's why and what's got me so bent, cuz bent to you is staring through me with knives And you're the queen, you're such the queen when you feel the public wants you to be Who's that, flashin' eyes at you through others? Got you branded, always too slow to recover, (And nobody's there) And it's high times, we're engrosses through mere suggestion (if everybody's here) Gonna blink it back into the hole until it gets gone, gone, gone, yes Are we so sure she's just asleep? Strangely familiar, chime in if you need our help! (In relation to, we become like you, just as faint as life) Over your shoulder, could you go back to that please? And just like a movie, we get the yo-yo release I'm going down to come up again, you're burnin' longer than most And there's a rhythm to your jungle where others, hear only ghosts You see the fly and enjoy, only wiping her down Just before she gets up again to pull the ears off a hound Ahhhhhhhhhh And you're the queen, you're such the queen when you feel the public wants you to be (Ya can't have it, ya can't, can't have it no more) And you're the punk, that little skunk, who doesn't care, but she's just pretending (We don't want it, don't, don't want it) And you're gonna wear it till it snaps, till someone grabs you back to it all (Everyone is watching, everyone is watching, calmly walk it all back) Ahhh, back in the closet and pick one out for the team Yeah, back in the closet, pick one out and put it on for the team
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Credits
- Writers
- Caleb Landry Jones