13 novembro 2010


A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal


You look so tired and
unhappy
Bring down the government
They don't, they don't speak for us
I'll take a quiet life
A handshake of carbon monoxide


No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent silence

This is my final fit, my final bellyache with

No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please

Such a pretty house and such a pretty garden

No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)
No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)
No alarms and no surprises please (let me out of here)

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