歌曲 | All Your Kayfabe Friends |
歌手 | Los Campesinos! |
专辑 | We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Word is you slept in a weird position and your back and your shoulders are aching. | |
I say my stomach is chewing its way out from the inside 'cause I've gone three days now without eating | |
I died | |
on a cross | |
trainer, | |
getting in shape for you. | |
I fell | |
at the first | |
hurdle, | |
you tell me I always do. | |
You asked if I'd be anyone from history, fact or fiction, dead or alive: | |
I said, "I'd be Tony Cascarino, circa 1995". | |
We're feeling so much more content knowing where our allegiances lie. | |
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I. | |
The time we spent around each others' waists, | |
the time spent expressing my distaste. | |
With my eyes on a lightbulb I choose to keep your birthday present for myself. | |
Blow candles, your ill health. | |
I'm being paid £35 an hour | |
as a specialist foot fetish model, | |
flatter my arches, I pirouette for them. | |
I pick the angles, hide my ingrown toenail. | |
You think you're the needle | |
that drains the blood donation, | |
you're just a repetition on an old, worn-out pin cushion. | |
We're feeling so much more content knowing where our allegiances lie. | |
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I. | |
As the bus pulls away, I stare at the last field | |
before we hit the city, that emotional minefield | |
I seduced your ex-boyfriend, to help you get over him, | |
you found him more attractive, it helped you get over me. | |
We're feeling so much more content knowing where our allegiances lie. | |
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I. | |
In the shower, I chew the soap bar | |
from the plastic, the morning after. | |
I love the look of empathy in your eyes | |
I love the look of lust between your thighs. |
Word is you slept in a weird position and your back and your shoulders are aching. | |
I say my stomach is chewing its way out from the inside ' cause I' ve gone three days now without eating | |
I died | |
on a cross | |
trainer, | |
getting in shape for you. | |
I fell | |
at the first | |
hurdle, | |
you tell me I always do. | |
You asked if I' d be anyone from history, fact or fiction, dead or alive: | |
I said, " I' d be Tony Cascarino, circa 1995". | |
We' re feeling so much more content knowing where our allegiances lie. | |
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I. | |
The time we spent around each others' waists, | |
the time spent expressing my distaste. | |
With my eyes on a lightbulb I choose to keep your birthday present for myself. | |
Blow candles, your ill health. | |
I' m being paid 35 an hour | |
as a specialist foot fetish model, | |
flatter my arches, I pirouette for them. | |
I pick the angles, hide my ingrown toenail. | |
You think you' re the needle | |
that drains the blood donation, | |
you' re just a repetition on an old, wornout pin cushion. | |
We' re feeling so much more content knowing where our allegiances lie. | |
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I. | |
As the bus pulls away, I stare at the last field | |
before we hit the city, that emotional minefield | |
I seduced your exboyfriend, to help you get over him, | |
you found him more attractive, it helped you get over me. | |
We' re feeling so much more content knowing where our allegiances lie. | |
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I. | |
In the shower, I chew the soap bar | |
from the plastic, the morning after. | |
I love the look of empathy in your eyes | |
I love the look of lust between your thighs. |
Word is you slept in a weird position and your back and your shoulders are aching. | |
I say my stomach is chewing its way out from the inside ' cause I' ve gone three days now without eating | |
I died | |
on a cross | |
trainer, | |
getting in shape for you. | |
I fell | |
at the first | |
hurdle, | |
you tell me I always do. | |
You asked if I' d be anyone from history, fact or fiction, dead or alive: | |
I said, " I' d be Tony Cascarino, circa 1995". | |
We' re feeling so much more content knowing where our allegiances lie. | |
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I. | |
The time we spent around each others' waists, | |
the time spent expressing my distaste. | |
With my eyes on a lightbulb I choose to keep your birthday present for myself. | |
Blow candles, your ill health. | |
I' m being paid 35 an hour | |
as a specialist foot fetish model, | |
flatter my arches, I pirouette for them. | |
I pick the angles, hide my ingrown toenail. | |
You think you' re the needle | |
that drains the blood donation, | |
you' re just a repetition on an old, wornout pin cushion. | |
We' re feeling so much more content knowing where our allegiances lie. | |
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I. | |
As the bus pulls away, I stare at the last field | |
before we hit the city, that emotional minefield | |
I seduced your exboyfriend, to help you get over him, | |
you found him more attractive, it helped you get over me. | |
We' re feeling so much more content knowing where our allegiances lie. | |
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I. | |
In the shower, I chew the soap bar | |
from the plastic, the morning after. | |
I love the look of empathy in your eyes | |
I love the look of lust between your thighs. |