bedroom community
(专辑: the first glass beach album - 2019)
Here it is again, a
heart of excitement In the
form of a
girl who hates her life As she sits alone on the
floor of her bedroom Waiting for answers, wasting time Here it is again, the
son of a
soldier Remington shotgun, rolled up sleeves To keep Satan out of the
walls of the
suburbs His last bastion of modernity But Satan waits upstairs, watching over his daughter She writes emo songs, she's so depressed Her lyrics are naive but she still sings her heart out The
only way she knows how to confess And as she gets up to shut the
bedroom door behind her He stands right beside her, she's trying to get her head on straight With box dye hair to match her black thigh highs And scratched nail polish, she performs femininity She laughs so hard I
watch her lose her balance, fall over backwards To the
arms of Mephistopheles But she'll never leave her bedroom in this bedroom community He said you'll never be OK, K, if you don't come to your senses With you everything's the
end of the
world Melancholia can spread like a
virus I'm sure you got it from that stupid girl You'll never be OK, if you don't come to your senses But I
feel so defenseless, so alone I
thought he was right when he said that he loved me He's still thinking of me from up there And as they stop to look at her they won't look further Like it's not a
murder, it's an inevitable tragedy The
bloody hands of all the
heartless fuckers Who emotionally fucked her to monetize her suffering Flipping through a
spiral notebook for some Sad hopeless words to turn into a
liturgy So she'll never leave her bedroom in this bedroom community Da na na na naaa Na na na na na Na na na na na Na na na Na na na na NA na NAA nana na na Na na na na na Na na na No no no no no no no no no no No no NO no, no no no no Nonono no no NO no No no no no no no No NO NO NO, no no no no Nonono no no NO no No no no no no no no no no no No nooo NO no, no no no no Nonono no no NO no No we'll never leave our bedrooms We're a
bedroom community Here it is again, a
heart of excitement In the
form of a
girl who hates her life As she sits alone on the
floor of her bedroom Waiting for answers, wasting time