cacophony

「 ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ / helen 」

it sparkles in their eyes

in yours, in mine

marble and gold

glitter in the sky

/

a trail of tar, a halo of paper

let's take our train to heaven.

see you there, see you never

meet my friends, i've got seven

but she's the prettiest

with diamonds in her teeth

red wine in her kiss

she's my podium, my glory

she's the reason i stand.

/

now they eye the art

through me, eying her

i'm made of air but i like them

telling me all i've been

matters (my podium.)

'cause she's the prettiest

with promises in her shadow, with fire in her hair

she'd turn and launch a thousand ships, oh paris:

least lonely of men.

oh, roaches, she's my wonderland.

/

it sparkles in their eyes

in yours, in mine

a shape like the sun.

a trail of tar, a halo of paper

hold on fast my ticket to heaven

when saint are dust, gold is forever

so kiss me to the grave, loveliest of seven.

/

"money is the anthem / of success"

"money is the reason / we exist"

oh, lana / oh, paris.

/

i have loved her in many ways

i would not call her

a lover; i am fearful

for i am young; 

she will have decades.