Squalor Victoria
Lyrics
Underline everything
I'm a professional in my beloved white shirt
Underline everything
I'm a professional in my beloved white shirt
I'm going down among the saints
Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens
Squalor Victoria
Squalor Victoria
Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens
Squalor Victoria
Squalor Victoria
Out of my league, I have birds in my sleeves
And I wanna rush in with the fools
Out of my league, I have birds in my sleeves
And I wanna rush in with the fools
Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens
Squalor Victoria
Squalor Victoria
Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens
Squalor Victoria
Squalor Victoria
I'm going down among the saints
3:30 in the last night for you to save this
You're zoning out, zoning out, zoning out, zoning out
3:30 in the last night for you to save this
You're zoning out, zoning out, zoning out, zoning out
This isn't working, you, my middlebrow fuck up
Writer(s): BRYCE D. DESSNER, MATTHEW D. BERNINGER
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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