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Christie

from Year Of The Goth by Loner Chic

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(And her famous brothers)

I’ve got a two-step plan for resilience. It goes:

1) hate everyone you come in contact with
2) expect them all to love you. Expect all the girls to want to X you

I could cut off all my fake blonde hair
and broadcast my voice through the air
like an atom in the void, I am a special kind of boy

And you don’t know how hard you broke my fall
I can’t live without you, Christie
I’ve got a bottle I call home
I’ve got a tired metaphor— you’ve got a few of your own

In the words of every sad refrain
on every adolescent page
I want to cover up the bodies
I want to steal your daddy’s car keys

but in DRST 003a you’re arguing for God
and I swear I saw him through the fog
on College Street I’m walking— two blocks to your apartment

And you don’t know how hard you broke my fall
I can’t live without you, Christie
I’ve got a bottle I call home
I’ve got a tired metaphor— you’ve got a few of your own

It’s hard to know what’s right
I lost my Paradise Lost when I got lost in Paradise
so be my desert island keepsake for tonight
But the rescue ship is coming at high tide

And you don’t know how hard you broke my fall
I can’t live without you, Christie
I’ve got a bottle I call home
I’ve got a tired metaphor— you’ve got a few of your own

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from Year Of The Goth, released February 19, 2016

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