Last Selfie from Last Selfie by Count Florida

all the things that I tried it was never enough to make you feel like you could trust me

and I screamed and I cried when you fel on the stairs and I knew the universe had cursed me

// I hit myself, I was ashamed, I couldn't cope and there was blame
the last selfie you sent me, you sent me spinning //

and you know I love you I know you love me and but we both know the fighting's fatal

peut-etre un jour, on va rencontre je vais te tenir, mon phantasme me fait mal

//

all those years that I've spent trying to learn to be kind to myself and gentle when I falter

so this message rings true that you look good in blue but you don't treat me like you ought to

• Alternative
• Glasgow
• guitar
• indie pop
• post-punk
• queer
• trans
• Glasgow