Halsey - Badlands Trailer

Hello & I’m sorry
A salutation & a farewell
I don’t have much time, this Times New Roman is going to fly
From my fingertips like a plague of moth
The hollow back letter shells crunched into the ground like a skin of a cicada
This is all that’s left & you could do whatever you want with it
Keep it to yourself or let it serve as a warning
This city is disgusting, a corpse of what it used to be
The people are filthy, gluttonous, ruled by the power exchange of sex from the hands of the proletarian

To the bourgeoisie
The tops of the skylines with the lacklustering enthusiasm
The ground level is caked in dirt & rust & grim & the people who dwell there
Wake & rub the filmy layer off their lukewarm eyes

There are some here I love
Some who fear me, wish I was dead

I didn’t ask for this, no one asks for this
You’re born into it
You grow up oblivious of shelter & one day the evil reality hits you square between the eyes like a perfectly aimed bullet

If this were a movie
I would ride off in a blood red sunset down a stretch of desert into the wasteland that keeps us captivate
But this isn’t a movie

These are the badlands.