Funeral Suits
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All Those Friendly People

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All Those Friendly People

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Count back anesthetize

Colours burnt into my eyes

Life for you is shades of grey

Help me, help me find my way

Lost, lost, never found

Hide your secrets, settle down

I am young and I am naïve

Tell me something I will believe

Take me, take me far away

From this city's soul decay

Hid away till I was eighteen

Only saw colors on a TV screen

Skinny jeans and sunglasses

A fashion statement for the masses

What you're doing makes me sick

Overhyped and generic

Shine, shine, like the Sun

Spread your warmt through everyone

I asked you why people die

You said: We all have a design

Slide, slide into the sea

Landslide coming down on me

I said I was into you

You said you were into me

You never answer on the phone

With your nicotene lips and your heart of stone

I look for you by the underpass

Looks like this love wasn’t meant to last

You said you reap just what you sow

So tell me, where does your garden grow?

You said in time the pain would pass

Looks like the end is here at last

Burn, burn, like a star

Burn a hole in every heart

Strung out on a trail of blood

Who knew the stars were not enough

Smile, smile, if you can

If you can't I'll understand

See these stitches in my eyes

Smash computers, kill rockstars

Purge the past and waste my mind

Leave no scent or trace behind

One day when you bury me

When I wake up what will I see?

Down, down, underground

Dig for fire, dig for sound

What is on the radio

'Cause I would like to say hello

Crawl, crawl, through the dirt

Jesus, show us what you're worth

Can't you just send us a sign

Tell us all that we're doing fine

Nights for sitting in the dark

Days for lying in the park

Wake me up from my sick dream

A requiem for this dead scene

You never answer on the phone

With your nicotene lips and your heart of stone

I look for you by the underpass

Looks like this love wasn’t meant to last

You said you reap just what you sow

So tell me, where does your garden grow?

You said in time the pain would pass

Looks like the end is here at last

Count back anecitize

Colours burnt into my eyes

Life for you is shades of grey

Help me, help me find my way

Mother can't you help me now

'Cause I've been drowning in the sound

Lying on the motorway

Writing songs and wasting away

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