We Are Beautiful, We are Doomed ~ Los Campesinos
I taught myself the only way to vaguely get along in love
Is to like the other slightly less than you get in return
I keep feeling like I’m being undercut
You said he got his teeth fixed
I’m gonna break them
I’ve got a heart on fire
He said he’s got his sights set
On getting to you
I’ve got a fist on fire
I cannot emphasise enough that my body
Is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel,
Harbouring these diminishing, so-called ‘vital organs’
Hope my heart goes first,
I HOPE MY HEART GOES FIRST!
And
We are beautiful,
We are doomed.
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