She was having a mental breakdown
Localised entirely inside the borders
Of her Instagram story

And he was written in satire
He grew up around the corner
Wasting time and sound
He was confecting a let down

But still they love spilling out of the realm of the theoretical
Yeah like “Jesus, I cant believe the way they treat us”

And I said:
“Why’ve we gotta be so vain?”
Is it ok to be insane?
And binding

Once he got up it tore him to pieces
Living because he found himself alive
He cried “it’s alright”

And she would never stop running around in circles
Wasting life entirely behind the guise that they taught her
Of an excellent daughter

And she said:
“Why’ve we gotta be so vain?”
Is it ok to be insane?
And binding

She was dying a mental fuckwit
He was survived by a wife who resented him and they died alone
Well I guess thats just how it goes