Ysl

smoking at The Met at dawn

tell them that i’m Yves St. Laurent

this time last year, could barely walk

don’t play, don’t play

 

half a liter of my scum

a trouser suit, a Mondrian

it takes so much to turn me off

don’t play don’t play

 

do you really want to waste your time?

waste your time?

do you really want to waste your time?

waste your time?

 

secret kept at your request

didn’t know i had one week left

earned more than you once i was dead

don’t play don’t play

 

loved you always

i am strong

ready-to-wear couture on lock

the girls will thank me once i’m gone

don’t play don’t play

 

do you really want to waste your time?

waste your time?

do you really want to waste your time?

waste your time?