Text: National, The. Fashion Coat.

:
In a fashion coat I float down my city

don't you think I look pretty anymore

I'll do everything to you but I can hardly come

cause I'm so afraid of you falling



I die fast in this city

outside I die slow



I'm not stupid I swear

I read the foreign news to understand my nation

you get two options in The You Estates

black city bloodbath or white country rape



I die fast in this city

outside I die slow

I die fast in this city

outside I die slow



everywhere I am is just another thing without you in it

(repeat)