art rock, experimental rock Celogen
Perfumed And Ready!

soak the cityscape in ichor,
collapse through a dirty floor
all your friends are bored again,
they need something worth pining for
(stay down, watch the core undress
will never be put to rest)

everything deepens further than you can feel
everything touches you where you need to heal

when they turn to you for comfort now,
does it feel like you’ve won somehow?
does it feel like you’ve figured them out?
or is it the other way around,
and they’re wearing you like a crown
while they burn the whole fortress down?

soak the cityscape in ichor,
douse the streetlight’s knowing nods
coaxed from your cocoon again,
now you’re something you’re not, something somebody wants
(stay down, watch the core undress
will never be put to rest)

everyone places bets upon your skin
everyone watches you fall into the thin

when they turn to you for comfort now,
does it feel like you’ve won somehow?
does it feel like you’ve figured them out?
or is it the other way around,
and they’re wearing you like a crown
while they burn the whole fortress down?