All the Velvet fans have bands
I wonder if our fans will build hovercrafts
Or get really into gardening
The lights in the station dimmed low and red
I thought that I was dead
Or dying
Of course I'm always one or the other
Why blame it on the infrastructure?
As the train pulls away
I've forgotten why I came
Making this the worst choose-your-own adventure
Oh my god
I don't even know my god
He doesn't mean much to me my god
He does not know my name
But it's all the same
It's all the same my love
It's all the same
I'm terrified of my internal organs
Their autonomy reminds me that I control nothing
And it's not democracy
It's bordering on anarchy
I take demands from a tyrant undone by a migraine
Of course what keeps me up at night
The eternal question
Are the bulbs in my ceiling incandescent or fluorescent?
I'm scared I won't make it out this life alive
I know that everyone goes
Surely to me this won't apply
Oh my god
I don't even know my god
She doesn't mean much to me my god
She does not know my name
But it's all
No, no, no, no
Baby
Oh my god
I don't know my god
She doesn't mean much to me my god
He does not know my name
I said hello my god
I don't know my god
She doesn't mean much to me my god
She does not know my name
But it's all the same
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