Inefable
By Mila
Ineffable
The keys of this piano look so worn out
Surely, like me, they are tired
Of seeking approval or maybe validation
Or seeking solace in those
Who make me feel so ordinary
And deep down we all want to be
The queen of the dance, the perfect ten
The millionaire who plays chess
And has his face on the hundred-dollar bills
I may want to be
Someone's love of a lifetime
A poster in some dreamer's room
Sometimes muse, but always an artist
The disco ball in the center of the dance floor
Never more common, usual, or ordinary
Rather extraordinary with a sharp touch
No longer ignored or replaceable
Daughter of the storm, being ineffable
It's wrong not to want to be part of the crowd
I wish I could faint from the altitude
Why does life feel so common?
If my brain goes boom at any moment
How do I convince them?
How do I persuade them?
And I assure them that I am worth something
A little, a lot, less, more
Maybe too much
It would be useful to have one or a million allies
An army, a squadron
Maybe the one who needs persuasion is me
It's just that if there are no bets, I don't trust
And I tend to forget that my value has always been mine
I will be someone's love of a lifetime
A poster in some dreamer's room
Sometimes muse, but always an artist
The disco ball in the center of the dance floor
Never more common, usual, or ordinary
Rather extraordinary with a sharp touch
No longer ignored or replaceable
Daughter of the storm, being ineffable
Being ineffable from head to toe
Being ineffable even if they don't see it
I am ineffable from head to toe
From head to toe
Pop star, let's make some jokes
I hope I ruin your rock 'n' roll
I eat the galaxy in a bowl
And let the sun swallow my leftovers
And when I scream, it's not me
You feel invincible for no reason
Irreverent neon lights
And let my own skin be your protection
Euphoria, charm, intensity
A good fashion sense will commemorate
Drama, karma, vendetta
And sign Camila, subtract that Ca