There once was a time
Blessed by the desire
They wrote out advice
They stole the rest of the lines
From oracle guides and potency rites
I'm dumb enough to reject those formal arts
I'm dumb enough to refuse their protocols
Tear it up for the new soft archetype
I'm only nervous 'til you stop talking
Bold mystery brides undressed
To the nines for cold-shower nights
I've blown what's left of my mind
Desperate to sire sociable vice
I know enough to respect my virgin thoughts
I know enough to confuse my porn and art
Tear it up for the new soft archetype
Tear it up for the new soft archetype
I'm only nervous 'til you stop talking
And can't stand the policy
'Cause I'm pregnant with purity
But I ain't apostolic, man
I just slept right through the past
Tear it up for the new soft archetype
I'm only nervous 'til you stop talking