Leaves from Famous World by Spesh

Boy in drag
With legs for days
In chaos you reign
And when the people stare
You’re like Baudelaire
You’re the vampire of dames
Mal de Fleur
A nom de guerre
Your voice like a prayer
And when the people stare
You feel like Voltaire
With poppies in her hair

These days are trying and absurd
The night looks good on you
Spirits speak and flowers bloom
Alive but none too soon

Mercutio
In wild clothes
You’re lost in the strobe
And when the people stare
You don’t even care
But there’s a lot that you don’t know
Boy in strobe
More vague than vogue
You’re losing your hold
And when the people stare
At your lose affairs
You just laugh it all away

These days are trying and absurd
The night looks good on you
Spirits speak and flowers bloom
Alive but none too soon

We as leaves
All we as leaves
All we as leaves
All we as leaves
All we as leaves

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• Seattle