god save the idiot poet
with her stupid little musings
but it's alright
it's alright

last night i dreamed about a dermatology lawsuit with a long lost beatles song
it didn't make sense but in the moment nothing about it felt wrong

i was at a wedding with an internet friend we didn't know who was getting married
we talked for a while she was doing alright
well except for her skin
but that's to be expected
well not really

it's not like that in real life
it's a take and steal life
there's no such thing as real life

god save the idiot poet
with her stupid little musings
but she's alright

she's not alright

after the wedding i think i went home but i can't tell you i don't really know
i went and listened to the song that she won
it was good but i don't remember how it goes mighta been like this
(but probably not because it was the 60s)

that picture doesn't glow like it used to now they're just skeletons
that picture doesn't glow like it used to now they're just skeletons
if i don't know what i used to am i just a skeleton

you dig your grave
you dig your grave
you dig your grave
you dig your own grave

last night i dreamed about a dermatology lawsuit with a long lost beatles song
it didn't make sense but in the moment nothing about it felt wrong

i was at a wedding with an internet friend we didn't know who was getting married
we talked for a while she was doing alright
well except for her skin
but that's to be expected