They made a statue of us
And it put it on a mountain top
Now tourists come and stare at us
Blow bubbles with their gum
Take photographs for fun, for fun

They'll name a city after us
And later say it's all our fault
Then they'll give us a talking to
Then they'll give us a talking to
Because they've got years of experience

We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
We're living in a den of thieves
And it's contagious
And it's contagious

We wear our scarves just like a noose
But not 'cause we want eternal sleep
And though our parts are slightly used
New ones are slave labor you can keep~

I just want to crawl into a corner and disappear
if I haven't already

you have.

better now c:
but I still don't know what to do

I guess the most that I can do
is make a call and tell you the truth.
Sing the words, a melody
and hope that you'll believe me.
Here's another song for you
so this one this one makes two.
I still don't know where to begin.
I'll just leave it at this.

I'm sure you always feel my eyes on you.
But I hope that you will never feel unwanted.

Wait for me to move out west.
Its okay if you don't
I hope you know you're my favorite thing about the west coast.
I wish I stayed, I hope you wait.
So I here I am counting down the days till califonia comes.

this is the least that I can do
you know I'm bad at calling you
the best way I can extend
the lonely words i miss you
I'll say it but I'm sure you knew
you're what I look most forward to
coming back to where i've been
I'll just leave it at this