Colly Strings by Manchester Orchestra
“Take a leaf of paper and draw your mind,
Your bourbon brown that can burn my eyes…A pity invitation to an awkward house,
For pseudo-boy who would rather wear a blouse,
I sincerely saw your skin for the very first time…
‘Cause like dying young, idols got the best of me,
Well don’t stop calling, you’re the reason I love losing sleep”