You can huff and you can puff
But you'll never destroy that stuff
Finally, I see why, I suppose
Kid, you better change your feathers
Cause you'll never fly with those things
In 'These Nights,' the boys sing
"Hello, emptiness
I heard you're alright
I've heard you're alright
I've heard of you"
A body aching, fragile, and pale
Dark valleys house its trail
Why can't you see that a life in art and a life of mimicry
It's the same thing?!
The room was crowded
And, though you couldn't care less about it, that much was true
That month
Another version of this miniature Rome to set fire to
Why did we stop fucking around?
Girls like gazelles graze
Boys wearing bells blaze new trails in sound
I looked up
I looked around
A famous Toronto painter shot me down
"Oh, I've busted my ass on these streets too long," he said
I set fire to the bed and tore his gown
But you'll never destroy that stuff
Finally, I see why, I suppose
Kid, you better change your feathers
Cause you'll never fly with those things
In 'These Nights,' the boys sing
"Hello, emptiness
I heard you're alright
I've heard you're alright
I've heard of you"
A body aching, fragile, and pale
Dark valleys house its trail
Why can't you see that a life in art and a life of mimicry
It's the same thing?!
The room was crowded
And, though you couldn't care less about it, that much was true
That month
Another version of this miniature Rome to set fire to
Why did we stop fucking around?
Girls like gazelles graze
Boys wearing bells blaze new trails in sound
I looked up
I looked around
A famous Toronto painter shot me down
"Oh, I've busted my ass on these streets too long," he said
I set fire to the bed and tore his gown
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