[Verse 1]
She was part of the Air Force, I was part of the band
I always used to bust into her hand
In my, my, my imagination
I was living my best life, living with my parents
Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants
And my, my, my cancellations, oh, yeah
[Verse 2]
And I fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame
I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine
In my, my, my imagination
So many cringes in heroin binges
I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes
Of my, my, my imagination, oh, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Enough about me now
"You gotta talk about the people, baby"
[Chorus]
Now I'm home, somewhere I don't like
Eating stuff off of motorbikes
Cumming to hеr lookalikes
I can't get the languagе right
Just tell me what's unladylike
She was part of the Air Force, I was part of the band
I always used to bust into her hand
In my, my, my imagination
I was living my best life, living with my parents
Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants
And my, my, my cancellations, oh, yeah
[Verse 2]
And I fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame
I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine
In my, my, my imagination
So many cringes in heroin binges
I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes
Of my, my, my imagination, oh, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Enough about me now
"You gotta talk about the people, baby"
[Chorus]
Now I'm home, somewhere I don't like
Eating stuff off of motorbikes
Cumming to hеr lookalikes
I can't get the languagе right
Just tell me what's unladylike
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