Petrol & Anaestetic Lyrics - Dead!

I am granade, you are a metal grate 

I throw myself at you, but I will not break 

You are the bloody boot pressed into my head 

You are the reason that they don't care 

Let me steal the show, please, he's got nothing but sleaze 

He's got the cards up his sleeves 

The kings are at home 

Let me steal the show, please, he's got nothing but sleaze 

He's got the cards up his sleeves 

The kings are at home 

Pour petrol on my clothes 

Anaestetic in my gums 

Throw away the words I wrote 

I declare my demons have won 

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Darling look, oh, we're in such a mess 

And you've got my heart trapped in a masochistic check 

This part right now is where you load toyr gun 

For when my back is turned I guess that you have won 

Let me steal the show, please, he's got nothing but sleaze 

He's got the cards up his sleeves 

The kings are at home 

Let me steal the show, please, he's got nothing but sleaze 

He's got the cards up his sleeves 

The kings are at home 

Pour petrol on my clothes 

Anaestetic in my gums 

Throw away the words I wrote 

That switch in your bedroom that hides everything you do 

has another fingerprint 

Your bedside lamp is your best friend 

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Pour petrol on my clothes 

That switch in your bedroom that hides everything you do 

has another fingerprint 

Your bedside lamp is your best friend 

I declare my demons have won 

I declare my demons have won