Get lost in the dead of the night where once I lived on Grand Street
Deaf from Chucks on bones crushed while
New Brooklyn bows before me
Soak it all in, let it run deep
Glory in delusion
I can picture us waltzin' the ruins of this wilted gray contusion
Sometimes, when she’s far and I’m drunk
I clutch her like a compass
Never thought of being anything but quixotic and self-conscious
Some ache to guide your hand, to pull out of the socket
I’m the cricket that lets you burn while I smolder in your pocket
You’re in my fat, I store you there
To keep me warm in frigid air
I need my smack, you’re in my veins
Free the Jew they kept in chains
And I’m suffused with all you are
I’ll always be a bastard star
You’re in my heart
You're in my heart
Could it be in our wank of shame that we’re clutching the same member?
Don’t you ever pretend to smile and find you’ve actually done it?
Now you’re informed; we kinda run it and that’s just fine
Plummet beak-first into acid-washed entitlement
You might just find a socialist feeding off the fumes of an aging pop-punk vocalist
So destroy our first LP if you know what’s good for me
So destroy our first LP!
You’re in my fat, I store you there
To keep me warm in frigid air
I need my smack, you’re in my veins
Free the Jew they kept in chains
And I’m suffused with all you are
I’ll always be a bastard star
You’re in my heart
You're in my heart
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