The I.L.Y.’s - 49er Lighter lyrics

[The I.L.Y.’s - 49er Lighter lyrics]

Furiously rated G
With the busiest depression
Ears pierced by lightning spears
Write the fucking question

It's a hologram honey and I leave it alone
With your nail polish fumes
Getting fucked up alone

That's not very creative
Chasing down injured mosquitoes
With headaches handed out by lust
The world is illegal

Is that all you've got?
Is that all you've got?

Stop movin' around so much
I've got to work out this psychiatric love
Got to stop movin' around so much
I've got to work out this psychiatric love



Sign off emotionally
Can't stop professionally
Like a sequin dress when you move around
Those little things just go insane

It's a hologram honey and I leave it alone
With your nail polish fumes
Getting fucked up alone

Cringe, cringe, my quickest heart
That speed is superficial
Slow, slow, my slowest start
That speed is superficial

Is that all you've got?
Is that all you've got?

Stop movin' around so much
I've got to work out this psychiatric love
Got to stop movin' around so much
I've got to work out this psychiatric love

I might buy this 49er lighter
Crazy time, someone take me dancing
I might buy this 49er lighter
Crazy time, someone take me dancing

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