The I.L.Y.’s
49er Lighter
[Verse 1]
Furiously rated G
With the busiest depression
Ears pierced by lightning spears
Write the fucking question

[Refrain]
It's a hologram honey and I leave it alone
With your nail polish fumes getting fucked up alone

[Verse 2]
That's not very creative
Chasing down injured mosquitoes
With headaches handed out by lust
The world is illegal

[Pre-Chorus]
Is that all you've got?
Is that all you've got?

[Chorus]
Stop movin' around so much
I've got to work out this psychiatric love
Got to stop movin' around so much
I've got to work out this psychiatric love
[Verse 3]
Sign off emotionally
Can't stop professionally
Like a sequin dress when you move around
Those little things just go insane

[Refrain]
It's a hologram honey and I leave it alone
With your nail polish fumes getting fucked up alone

[Verse 4]
Cringe, cringe, my quickest heart
That speed is superficial
Slow, slow, my slowest start
That speed is superficial

[Pre-Chorus]
Is that all you've got?
Is that all you've got?

[Chorus]
Stop movin' around so much
I've got to work out this psychiatric love
Got to stop movin' around so much
I've got to work out this psychiatric love
[Outro]
I might buy this 49er lighter
Crazy time, someone take me dancing
I might buy this 49er lighter
Crazy time, someone take me dancing