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.