Hold on to Your Genre

Lyrics

Hold on to your genre Your genre's got a hold on you Hold on to your hairdo It's the only thing to hold onto Hold on to your genre Your genre's got a hold on you Get up on the vapor 'Cause the solid's tough to hold on to There's a promise in the back room Read it written in the bathroom You tell a little lie and then you Try to get us in your bedroom We live our little lives and then you Try to drag us to your death tomb I've been checking the seams Of your red velvet blazer Now I'm haunted by dreams Of the things I've found hid there: All the rabbits you've vanished All the cards that you've killed All the dawns that you've banished With too many pills, pills, pills Together, forever The pity, the pleasure The privilege, the pressure The arteries we sever The stillness, it chills us It's chills that we crave The stillness will fill us when we fill in our graves I never wanted something Like nothing half this much I'd gladly trade my state For nullity and such For once, to stop this buzzing The lights inside my head Can I please have truly nothing Once before I'm dead? There's a promise in the back room Read it written in the bathroom You tell a little lie and then you Try to get us in your bedroom We live our little lives and then you Try to drag us to your death tomb I've been checking the seams Of your red velvet blazer And I'm seeing the lines Of your will and your wish list: And you wish you were nothing And you wish you were cold And you wish days meant something So you'd stop getting old Back in the day, you loved the night And you would feast with great delight A walnut coffin lined in silk And daughter's blood was mother's milk And now, with fangs rust red as dusk A wet mouth in a dried up husk You try to make me "one of us" You try to make me "one of us" Are you sick of being pretty? Are you sick of being cool? Are you alive beneath that makeup? Or just an undead ghoul? Are you sick of being pretty? Are you sick of being cool? Are you alive beneath the makeup? Or just an undead ghoul? Are you sick of being pretty? Are you sick of being cool? Are you alive beneath that makeup? Or just an undead ghoul? Are you sick of being pretty? Are you sick of being cool? Are you alive beneath the makeup? Or just an undead ghoul, ghoul, ghoul?