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MAC​Á​NTA

by This is Treason

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She smells like your old birthday perfume
And wears your shirts like a captured flag

(Inevitably pretty, but weary from juggling children,
Scrounging up money and
Serving crowds of twenty drunks beef bourguignon
After years of enduring affairs, they are saluted for their stoicism)

She smells like your old birthday perfume
And wears your shirts like a captured flag
Your fingers glide through her hair and
Most nights, it's like your neck was carved for head

But I wanna steal your jacket for myself
And wanna your fingers run through my hair
I wanna steal your cherry bomb lipstick
And I want my skirts to blow just like her's

(But I wanna steal your jacket for myself
And wanna your fingers run through my hair
I wanna steal your cherry bomb lipstick
And I want my skirts to blow just like her's)

She smells like your old birthday perfume
And wears your shirts like a captured flag
Your fingers glide through her hair and
Most nights, it's like your neck was carved for head

And every night I watch for your closet
To analyse the ways that she pleases you
Nails tickle your back, kissing your neck
Why can't my shirts fit me like her
Every picture has a perfect smile
But I know you never made me feel like this

She smells like your old birthday perfume
And wears your shirts like a captured flag
Your fingers glide through her hair and
Most nights, it's like your neck was carved for head

I want her hair, I want what she wears
Call it envy or call me a coven
But I think she's everything I want and more
And if I were her, in another life
I don't think I'd even give you the time of day


She smells like your old birthday perfume
And wears your shirts like a captured flag
Your fingers glide through her hair and
Most nights, it's like your neck was carved for head
She smells like your old birthday perfume
And wears your shirts like a captured flag
Your fingers glide through her hair and
Most nights, it's like your neck was carved for head

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released January 13, 2024

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