Pink Static Ghosts

Telling the web this is my era,

writing the pain Nobody’s happy,

it’s all just a game Road trip mountains,

film-star faces I’m slapping my own ghost in these empty places It

keeps hurting, but I’m still searching the feed Seeing you better is

the paradox I don't need I fought it,

but I saw it,

it sawed me in half You’re the superstar,

I’m the victim-card laugh You’ve got the dream,

the girl who’s a remix of me And I’m just watching,

100% Tiguidou, misery

You still get to

me, yeah, I still let ya

Millennium baby, camcorder pretentious Everything's great,

but you’re just unconscious I’m here in my loafers,

smoothie in the hand Watching you run through the promised land

If you're with her,

if you're not, it's just a cruel endeavor

Fuck it, whatever, I’m staying here forever

I should know better,

but I don't want to heal

I'm so obsessed, is the architecture real?

I’m just a remix...

a ghost in the pink...

Stuck in the loop,

right on the brink.

Have a golden star,

for breaking the dream.

I’m watching the code.

100% Tiguidou.