Текст Car Seat Headrest – Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Fag
Текст:
My fingerprints are getting burned off
From using the too hot touchpad
Of my MacBook Pro
As I casually scroll through
Of which I am an active member
I promise I will never use the term anthro-fiction
When describing your body of work
I promise I will never stop overusing superlative words
Like rad or awesome or neato
Because you always work on Thursday night
And I need something else to analyze
I’m making a fortune, painting you a portrait of the artist
While we’re waiting for these updates to upload
Let me talk for just a minute about your youth
Of the symbolic father figure
I haven’t been outside since last week
When I went to the beach
Where I spent the whole time
Looking at the ocean wishing it was warmer
Where I spent the whole time
Looking for a stronger wireless signal
Because cellular net only had two bars
And was very unreliable
Because you always work on Thursday night
And I need something else to analyze
I’m making a fortune, painting you a portrait of the artist
When I was a kid going into elementary school
Right before I went into elementary school
I was afraid of everything
And now that I’m going into college it’s like the exact same thing:
I am literally becoming afraid of everything, and it’s-
Because you always work on Thursday night
And I need something else to analyze
I’m making a fortune, painting you a portrait of the artist
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