P W Tigah Lilie - Rat King RX

There's a limit on the Taurus
At the bottom of the lake
When we are
Prisoners of our own vice
And no device is ever enough
To fake your way through a whole life
And you won't do it anyway

Hijacking my innards
Fuelling my hive mind of self-destruction
I can destroy myself and feel nothing
So stay away from me like it's nothing

I like when my bones show through my clothes
I have plateaus with no skin pigment
I stole a carcass for your body's replenishment
But I swore that I didn't
Exact parallel God particle vortex
Feeling the nausea pushing me forward, oh

Drinking the sweet nectar
From the mouth of Nirvana
It surges through my bloodstream
But not if my white blood cells
Are quick enough
I bruised all my knuckles
In a fight with a boy

Sonic, ionic radiation-wise
I like when my fist
Is the width between my thighs
I fight with boys
In an atomic wasteland
I'm now even more alien
Than I ever was before

I like when my bones show through my clothes
I have plateaus with no skin pigment
I stole a carcass for your body's replenishment
But I swore that I didn't
Exact parallel God particle vortex
Feeling the nausea pushing me forward, oh

Mining signs of life
Digging up oxygen to feed him
Asking Matthew if that girl's hipbones
Stick out more than mine
Watching strangers dining
In my indirect suicide
I'm so frustrated and alienated
Crowns made of human meat
And human eyes

Sometimes I feel like all only-children
Are really just the same person
And I miss being fifteen
And cross-faded

Disputing, indirectly abusing
My creative genius, for twenty two years
Coz I thought to be fuckable
Was to be valuable
Ignoring my commitments
Ignoring my album
But now it's done
After six long years

Written by:
Poppy Hall

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