The National - Squalor Victoria lyrics
[The National - Squalor Victoria lyrics]
In my beloved white shirt
Underline everything, I'm a professional
In my beloved white shirt
I'm going down among the saints
Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens
Squalor victoria, squalor victoria
Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens
Squalor victoria, squalor victoria
Out of my league, I have birds in my sleeves
And I wanna rush in with the fools
Out of my league, I have birds in my sleeves
And I wanna rush in with the fools
Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens
Squalor victoria, squalor victoria
Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens
Squalor victoria, squalor victoria
I'm going down among the saints
3: 30 in the last night for you to save this
You're zonin' out, zonin' out, zonin' out
Zoning out
3: 30 in the last night for you to save this
You're zonin' out, zonin' out, zonin' out
Zoning out this isn't working, you
My middlebrow fuck-up
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