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25 | national anthem

*based on lana del ray's "national anthem"

"Money is the anthem, of success"
so love me while i'm rich, otherwise it's useless.
Discard me anyway, i'm of no use to you,
if you can't gain nothing at all.

"wind in my hair, hand on the
back of my neck" - i'm slowly
falling into the vast unknown.
I don't even know myself heck.

You say you love me, but is it
just a decoy? You love the idea of
getting rich off the thrill of me
- epiphany - then, a drop of a stone
in the ocean. That's me, sinking
to the bottom.

You dropped me like the other ones,
emotional, plain, and boring.
Those were the words you said.

"Tell me i'm your national anthem"

"Take you body downtown", while
your preoccupied with counting
the dollar bills. I'm just another
body outline for you to display.

Another mannequin to kiss you
on the fourth of July, while you
whisper for me to "be cool".

"I don't know how yet",
need to love myself first.

The national anthem will still play,
i'll be a drop in the ocean, another
beauty pageant icon alone, dead,
in the middle of the red sea.

where you dropped all your other
debutante's gee, they call it the
murderess sea. Cause' all the blood
spilled, honey, it ain't free.

There's a high price to pay for me.