Tekst:
Aesthetic

's the backbone of your greed Aesthetic anarchist Your people await Aesthetic anarchist You can't be late So park your conscience where your ego lies Aesthetic

so wait is this my delusion im being left by my only friend come clean and just tell me the answer do you know what you have done fuck you and your

look inside yourself your soul is hollow you live inside your hell you're fake and shallow the darkness fades to light I know you're always right

its just a question of time before i forget who you are and what it was to me i cant pretend to understand a thing what if it all comes back? its

Decrease the light, increase the smiles... a familiar beat is swarming the art. Soothing movement that help the evening come to a halt. Lifetime achievement

Cleaned up a mess I'm in, now I am born again Naked, spotless motion without strings I've flushed the filth to the sea, the limbs and sharp debris But

God knows I've longed to feel something but now's not the time I'm caught up in the heartless disorder of a Friday night Focused on staying distracted

Yeah, I know I look worse for the wear But I have everything at my fingertips I've been infantilized by a pat on the back and an endless go-ahead Ain

We cut our teeth in the bedroom We slit our wrists in our costumes All of them witches, witches, witches, witches We are the death of the party We are