leslie.

take the ones who make you feel insecure
under the stairs, beware, they are impure
so pretty in the face of their system.

in my head i plead with reason
their treason leaves us with foil blades
our empire fades and we're doomed to toil endlessly.

you sigh constantly.
i toil endlessly.
you sigh constantly.
i toil endlessly.

in unity we have become alien
unidentified fragments of inability
i foresee escape and you walk audibly.
i love quickly.
you walk audibly.