British India - Funeral For A Trend

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

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Too self obsessed and too much TV

Underneath this avalanche of golden teeth

I didn't get much sleep at the start of the week

Underneath this avalanche of golden teeth

It's like my chest is caving in

A starch black dress on a CEO

And as you stretch your skin for another photo

Your face is caving in

If I'm paid for my time, it'll be just fine

Watch me dip my hand in the iodine

My chest is caving in

Long time no see, where have you been

Before I get to say it you get taken away

You never go but you never stay

My secrets smell like spit and everybody knows

I'll hang myself with the cord of the telephone

My chest is caving in

I get so bored that my teeth start to hurt

In this museum of neon t-shirts

This room is caving in

Long time no see, where have you been

Before I get to say it you get taken away

You never go but you never stay

Too self obsessed and too much TV

Underneath this avalanche of golden teeth

It's like my chest is caving in

A starch black dress on a CEO

And as you stretch your skin for another photo

My chest is caving in