By The Seaside- A Boardwalk, A Garden Party, And A Fly (FINAL)

art by larvaecandy

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Eyes like a motherfucking halo

Eyes like a motherfucking halo

Eyes like a motherfucking halo

But don’t you dare call him an angel

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Petty nepo boy in the pink shorts

His daddy covers for his sins in the pink court

Moccasins on, he don’t skin his own hides

And his momma picked them out at full price

Well I’d rather be a loner than a faker

And I’d rather be a bitch than a taker

They say “they’re gonna do it anyway,

so let’s all just stay safe” 

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Words like bristles, smiles through grit

Perfumes, poisons, in each spit

Do you know the rules, do you follow?

All which he decides change tomorrow

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I’ve been in the hell he believes in

It’s a ten step guide on social eating

I’ve been growing on the walls and I’m staying

Putting my money on the game that they’re playing

I can't take you seriously 

When you're out there staring at me

In your hive mentality

Weaving your reality

By the seaside

By the seaside

By the seaside

By the seaside

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It's a long con

It's another charade

If you're not the type

Then you just can't stay

Everyone knows the name of the game

But me

Can't a girl

Get some room to breathe?

"Feel free to smile

It'll put me at ease!"

"Surely you can find the

brighter side of it?"

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Eyes like a motherfucking halo

Eyes like a motherfucking halo

Eyes like a motherfucking halo

But don’t you dare call him an angel

—

Words like bristles, smiles through grit

Perfumes, poisons, in each spit

Do you know the rules, do you follow?

All which he decides change tomorrow

—

I’ve been in the hell he believes in

It’s a ten step guide on social eating

I’ve been growing on the walls and I’m staying

Putting my money on the game that they’re playing

I can't take you seriously 

When you're out there staring at me

In your hive mentality

Weaving your reality

By the seaside

By the seaside

By the seaside

By the seaside