Like a Deer in Headlights - Versus You

Let’s all be ugly tonight

Let’s be freaks

Let’s drink to the death of beauty

Let’s make a lot of noise instead of right notes

And maybe we just feel pretty

Sweet nausea

Burn this place down!

It all seems so perfect

It all feels so perfect

It all feels just right

I want to pass out right here

I want to die in these clothes

I want to smoke my lungs out

I want to burn this place down

I don’t know exactly what I mean by that, but I mean it

Emptiness creeps into dreams of hope.

This art ends in flames