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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The I.L.Y's
The I.L.Y's
Performer
Tristan Tozier
Tristan Tozier
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zachary Hill
Zachary Hill
Songwriter
Andrew Morin
Andrew Morin
Songwriter

Lyrics

Furiously rated G With the busiest depression Ears pierced by lightning spears Write the fucking question It's a hologram, honey, and I leave it alone With your nail polish fumes getting fucked up alone That's not very creative Chasing down injured mosquitoes With headaches handed out by lust The world is illegal Is that all you've got? Is that all you've got? Stop movin' around so much I've got to work out this psychiatric love Got to stop movin' around so much I've got to work out this psychiatric love Sign off emotionally Can't stop professionally Like a sequin dress when you move around Those little things just go insane It's a hologram, honey, and I leave it alone With your nail polish fumes getting fucked up alone Cringe, cringe, my quickest heart That speed is superficial Slow, slow, my slowest start That speed is superficial Is that all you've got? Is that all you've got? Stop movin' around so much I've got to work out this psychiatric love Got to stop movin' around so much I've got to work out this psychiatric love Got to I might buy this 49er lighter Crazy time, someone take me dancing I might buy this 49er lighter Crazy time, someone take me dancing
Writer(s): Zachary Charles Hill, Andrew Morin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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