Provincial Lolitas
Sprawling in high heels
Untamed nature dies
Failure Bound, in your eyes

See the prams they push around
Benefits and drugs are found
Sad-eyed, lonely, failure bound
Ashen-faced skin, failure bound

I listen to money singing
It's like looking down from long french windows
On a provincial town
The slums, the canals, the church
Ornate and mad
In the evening sun it is intensely sad

Failure Bound
Failure Bound