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Another bloated disco,
another sniff of romance I’ll forget.
We promised to ourselves before we came out
we’d do something we regret.
These people are your friends,
this cunted circus never ends.
I won’t remember anything you say.
I lost my social skills a while ago
but now I feel them coming back.
My eyes were rolling when we met
and now they are preparing for attack.
I want to fall in love tonight
and form the perfect unbreakable bond.
You can be my teenage Jenny Agutter,
swimming naked in a pond.
You know I’m always moaning
but you jump-start my serotonin.
But how do you know you’ve ever really loved?
But when I feel like this,
I know it doesn’t matter.
When I eat when I’m not hungry,
I’m sure I feel my face get fatter.
Then I thin out every weekend
and I think that she might want me.
But I always slip off on my own ‘cause
I let those feelings haunt me, they control me
but tonight I’m letting go.
You’re more than just a photo album,
you’re more than what some people let you know
and if we ever make it home,
I’ll tell you all the things that shaped me thus.
Something forged in a phonebox
but lost in a restaurant,
we’ve got so much to discuss.
Here, have you tried the blue ones?
i hear he’s got some new ones.
Sleep is not an option tonight.
Look at us just stand and stare,
look at them just pose and pout,
and we’ll all be standing here
until the pigs chuck us out.
quiet-tiz, ore 18:51
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