Gatsbyfied

I was back from the country a season on a farm
I heard a siren in the distance or a burglar alarm
I thought ain’t this something the voice of the city
Is one of people hurting of crime and insanity
I lit up a fag back then I was smoking
A Band-Aid on my heart all fucked up and broken

It is all one and the same thing
The sorrow and the scars and the blues we sing
It is all one and the same thing
The sorrow and the scars and the blues we sing

I was nine years old they locked me in the basement
I was scarеd I was cold for their twisted amusemеnt
I found a little prayer I guess I made up my own
I said it over and over until I got in the zone
Where the darkness around ceased to terrify me
My first mantra my first song my first ritual OCD

It is all one and the same thing
The sorrow and the scars and the blues we sing
It is all one and the same thing
The sorrow and the scars and the blues we sing

Baby say you remember when we got Gatsbyfied
I was the flavor of the summer you were the princess bride
We were shown to a corner of insignificant guests
Just a stone’s throw from Fritz and her magnificent breasts
I played for our dinner but I was just a lie
And someone touched you in the pool where we were meant to die

It is all one and the same thing
The sorrow and the scars and the blues we sing
It is all one and the same thing
The sorrow and the scars and the blues we sing
It is all one and the same thing
The sorrow and the scars and the blues we sing
It is all one and the same thing
The sorrow and the scars and the blues we sing