Fascist Love

Falling in love in a fascist regime Ain't as easy, ain't as easy as they say What if I said "I give up on the dream"? Ain't as easy, ain't as easy as they say Trying to make sense Trying to unlearn Close enough to touch but Not far enough to yearn for you I thought you wanted it too If I wasn't living in this (If I wasn't living in this) Constant bureaucratic tick-tock There go my glory years And I'm still here rollin' (Hey You-- have we met before? I'm not sure-- convenience store? Metaphor What I'm looking for is... umm... shit) Picture me scrolling For the rest of time Laying on my side Pillow between my thighs I'm pretending it's you Falling in love in a fascist regime (Pillow between, pillow between) Ain't as easy, ain't as easy as they say So, this part Is when we come to some sort of agreement Some sort of understanding Understanding love? You know what? Just hit it Falling in love in a fascist regime Ain't as easy Ain't as easy as they say