Victory by Jamface Lyrics

I am the most resistible ghost in your peripheral
Goes without sayin’ I don’t mean it literally
I mean we can barely see me
Treat me between your recent sweet teeth
Or could you take me by your pretty little hand
Expand the landscape inside your little head
Make room in your bed, take to me instead
All the things that I’ve read will leave when I’m dead

Baby I can’t take it
Maybe I can fake it
Lately I’ve been thinking
Nothing’s ever sacred
Someone help me make it

I have needs, I am only a man
A romantic young fan of the ground on which you stand
Terror of error is better whenever you’re locked and loaded
Ready for explosion, come on, curl your toes, hon
Simply put, I would like to simply put-
Wait scratch that, I hope you enjoy my foot
Sorry sweetheart, I don’t mean to sound crass
But I’m far too much class compared to your trash
Baby I can’t take it
Maybe I can fake it
Lately I’ve been thinking
Nothing’s ever sacred
Someone help me make it

I am an elegant skeleton mellowed with keratin
Elephant skin, a collection of elements
Meet in a Sheraton in room 237
Smile for the sunshine, come on make me sunrise

Baby I can’t take it
Maybe I can fake it
Lately I’ve been thinking
Nothing’s ever sacred
Someone help me make it