Of Montreal Aries Equals Good Trash
How can we know what we are
If we don't know what we're not?
How can we know what we're not
If we know that we're everything and nothing? (Oh God)
I'm here to serve you, I am here to deserve your love
I'm here to serve you
We could be each other's eternal joy
We could be each other's eternal joy
I'm here to serve you, I am here to deserve your love
Reality is a sloppy bitch
It really loves to intrude
I compare thee to a saturnalia
If I may be so crude (Oh God)
We could be each other's eternal joy
We could be each other's eternal joy
I'm here to serve you, I am here to deserve your love
I'm here to serve you, I am here to deserve your love
I'm here to serve you (yeah)
Now we are extras in the unreality show
That's called Hate On The Spectrum
Yeah, though you and I don't have to watch
No, we don't have to step on butterflies
We can be chill and we could be each other's eternal joy (eternal joy)
