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Singles


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All Those Friendly People Lyrics - Singles - Funeral Suits

Count back, anaesthetise 

Colours burnt into my eyes 

Life for you is shades of grey 

Help me, help me find my way 

 

Lost, lost, and never found 

Hide your secrets, settle down 

I am young and I am naive 

Tell me something I will believe 

 

Take me, take me far away 

From this city's soul decay 

Hid away 'til I was eighteen 

Only saw colours on a TV screen 

 

Skinny jeans and sunglasses 

A fashion statement for the masses 

What you're doing makes me sick 

Over hyped and generic 

 

Shine, shine, like the sun 

Spread your warmth through everyone 

I asked you why people die 

You said we all had a design 

 

Slide into the sea 

Landslide comin' down on me 

I said I was into you 

You said you were into me 

 

You never answer on the phone 

With your nicotine 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 rock stars 

 

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 me 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 nicotine 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 

Well 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, anaesthetise 

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 

Are you remember?


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