She said “we can survive anything if we fake it”
In feel bad Covid summer, still in love with the roller queen
The trolls misapprehensions that I am a living thing
Fuck me I’m a hologram
I need a new reputation
We can survive anything if we fake it

Lovers leap where edgelords fear to trend
I was experienced on Gaspar’s mountain and now i’m a Giallo kill
Those things are just spectacle, my lives are hyper real
We can unmask the truscum and we can survivе anything if we fake it

Artificial ovaries which you prеssed to your artificial breast in absolute triumph
If she were here now I’d take this switchblade and make us blood brothers
The kind without gentrification of libido
One in which no one is smiling into their phones
I keep having these moments of flash terror like I’m about to understand something
To be viewed as a cautionary tale and why people are such trash
That is to say I feel safe with you Trash, I feel so safe with you Trash I feel so safe