Max was in a mess
Outside the freight home when she said
"Oh, we ought to be
Ought to be eternal like first blood
Our first love"

Everybody wants the honey, behead the bee
Everybody wants a cleaner buzz
Poetry

Biography
We were born to be bored

Max died in a dress
You may adore him now he's dead, dead, oh!
It's a TO honey please
Were we born to be infernal like first blood
Our first love

Everybody wants the honey, behead the bee
Everybody wants that sweeter tea
Poetry

Biography
We were born to be scorned

Buzz, buzz, buzz

Everybody wants the honey, behead the bee
Everybody wants that cleaner buzz
Poetry

Biography
We were born to be bored
Poetry

Biography
We were born to be scorned