Brutalist doesn’t mean what you think it does
Hosanna wasn’t over when you wished it was
Kiss me on the mouth, it’s Christmas Eve
I have stars in my eyes, I have winter seeds
Because I have ideas and you have ideas
And we’re wasting our youth on these wretched careers
But it’s not too late
To start over here
Jim told me all about Los Angeles
I don’t remember much, but I remember this:
The waves look like lace when they reach the shore
And he saw M. Emmet Walsh in the grocery store
You know I have my flaws and you have your flaws
And we’re bending our beauty while breaking blue laws
But we still look great
After it all
Brutalist doesn’t mean what you think it does
Hosanna wasn’t over when you wished it was
Kiss me on the mouth, it’s Christmas Eve
I have stars in my eyes, I have winter seeds
Because I have ideas and you have ideas
And we’re wasting our youth on these wretched careers
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