Francesca Wexler - ALL MY ANGELS Lyrics

I want to f*ck the world, I'm all hopped up on pheromones
I ain't talking Christian missionary, holy matrimon'
I want to break her back in half and kink her herringbone
I want to put a dent or two up on that wedding stone
I come from the B's where Karens are on Sharon Stone
And they putting fentanyl in the oregano
Everybody always searching for a pot of gold, gold
It's all artifact!
Garden surrounded by garter grass
How am I to keep my heart intact?
How they expect me to fall into shit and get up smelling all gardenesque?
I had the same existentialism that Sartre had
It felt like sitting in God's automatic
Thinking the car would crash
What if it's all there is?
What if I've lived the whole of my life in a solipsist
Fever dream of a sleepy neon metropolis
Full of stuffy offices and snake oil politicians
That could never tell the difference
In between real life and a game of Monopoly
Feeling not at ease is now monotony
You would not believe
Every morning, siren's razor harmonies
They cut my dreams
What alarm I need?
Every night another Truman Show
And now, it's starring me!
And for the cheap price of my autonomy
You can watch me dance around with half a heart in me
Big DayGlo smile like it don't bother me
I'll make a show of it, my shame and pride the alchemy
And you can all stare and you can gawk at me
I'll make it seem like these lights ain't burnin' me
If you can promise me, only if you promise me
That from the floor to the balcony, you'll die applauding me

I was out shoegazin'
2 A.M. at Union Station
I go through these phases
Make my angels work the grave shift
Dreams are saturated
With colours I'm afraid to paint
But I might be God's favourite
All my angels work the grave shift

I'm on my own
All my angels work the grave shift
There is nobody by the phone
All my angels work the grave shift
I'm all alone
All my angels work the grave shift
There is nobody by the phone
All my angels work the grave shift

All my angels work the grave shift
All my angels work the grave shift
All my angels work the grave shift
All my angels work the grave shift, shift, shift, shift, shift