All Those Friendly People
Funeral Suits
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
