Текст Mitski – My Body’s Made Of Crushed Little Stars

I’m not doing anything
I’m not doing anything
My body’s made of crushed little stars
And I’m not doing anything

Would you kill me, Jerusalem
Kill me, Jerusalem
Kill me, Jerusalem
Come find me

I better ace that interview
I better ace that interview
I should tell them that I’m not afraid to die
I better ace that interview

Uh
I work better under a deadline
I work better under a deadline
I pick an age when I’m gonna disappear
Until then I can try again
Until then I can try again

Kill me, Jerusalem
Kill me, Jerusalem
Kill me, Jerusalem
Go and kill me