mentally lost cel 1
A Ghost in Istanbul
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Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
"Please bring me my wine"
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
The writer explains that he feels jealous of the hot Stacy and her so called friends which are chads and tyrones (good looking people ,why tf does girls don’t have ugly guys as friends ?) dancing and having fun while he drinks wine and acknowledges old times like it’s 69
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Either he might’ve had fun with them or always be jealous like us
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"Relax, " said the night man,
"We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! "
Stacy explains that it is primitive instinct to be a dishonorable whore with her “friends”
and explains how they bully everyone except themselves by saying they gathered for the feast and just can’t kill the beast with their steely knifes (what a pieces of shits)
Finally after he saw how sick the society has become the man tries to escape and go back to the good old childhood days to his family but the hotel staff says we are literally programmed to be soulles npcs and says that he can never leave this sick and twisted place
I think this song represents us very well and mostly represents saint Elliot in his adventures and descent into madness in California
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
"Please bring me my wine"
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
The writer explains that he feels jealous of the hot Stacy and her so called friends which are chads and tyrones (good looking people ,why tf does girls don’t have ugly guys as friends ?) dancing and having fun while he drinks wine and acknowledges old times like it’s 69
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Either he might’ve had fun with them or always be jealous like us
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"Relax, " said the night man,
"We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! "
Stacy explains that it is primitive instinct to be a dishonorable whore with her “friends”
and explains how they bully everyone except themselves by saying they gathered for the feast and just can’t kill the beast with their steely knifes (what a pieces of shits)
Finally after he saw how sick the society has become the man tries to escape and go back to the good old childhood days to his family but the hotel staff says we are literally programmed to be soulles npcs and says that he can never leave this sick and twisted place
I think this song represents us very well and mostly represents saint Elliot in his adventures and descent into madness in California