Dissociation looks good on me
Dissociation looks good on me
I sip humiliation like herbal tea
I sip humiliation, get away from me

I didn't want an invitation anyways
I never could keep up with Sleater Kinney gays
Our whole generation is at that party
Dissociation looks hot on me

I have a hunch that the show is already over
I have nowhere to go but down
This body is way too fucking demanding
This body will not be the last one standing

Dissociation hasn't showered in a week
Dissociation has renamed me freak
I sip humiliation (can I bum a cig?) invisibly
Everybody tells me I brewed that tea

I didn't need your validation (do you work at pavement?) anyways
I never could keep up with (get to the gig!) Sylvan Esso gays
I'm terrified that you might try to kiss me (message me the addy!)
Dissociation looks hot on me (hot rock!)

The criticism for me outweighs the praise
I never could keep up with Lady Gaga gays
I sip humiliation like herbal tea
I sip humiliation, please don't leave

I have a hunch that the washing machine is broken
My brain spirals back to my hometown
This body is way too (this body's fucked up) fucking demanding (can't seem to get up)
This body will not be the (this body's fucked up) last one standing (I think I'm dying)

(this body is way too fucking demanding, this body will not be the last one standing)
I would really love, to go and see your show, I'm convinced I am a poser
whole generations at, that party have a hunch, that the song's already over