take me somewhere nice

cok hos bir mogwai sarkisi.insani huzurla mi yoksa huzunle mi dolduruyor kararsizim.

ghosts in the photograph
never lie’d to me.

i’d be all of that
i’d be all of that.

a false memory
would be everything.
a denial my eliminent.

what was that for?
what was that for?

what would you do
if you saw spaceships
over glasgow?
would you fear them?

every aircraft,
every camera,
is a wish that
wasn’t granted.

what was that for?
what was that for?

try to be bad.
try to be bad.