vivid dreams of hiding bodies
i am the girl who never smiles

busy week
too many tiny parties
don’t remember your name but theyll remember you cryin

everything 
is an imitation
if you were workin on  something original
you better crush every expectation 

nevermind
your reservations 
if we’re floatin in space you gotta wonder if
there’s bigger plans afloat than the wishes of your mother

pray we dream of a great tomorrow 
better her than to let your past bleed out
clearin eyes to defeat your sorrow
might have heard that we’re all gonna make it out dead    

been writing down
my thoughts and sorrows
since i could pick up a pen 
i’d write em in a circle guess it gave me closure

for my daddy i 
went to school n did it please you man 
cause sure as it did sure as it made me SAAAAAD

pray we dream of a great tomorrow 
better her than to let your past bleed out
clearin eyes to defeat your sorrow
might have heard that we’re all gonna make it out dead    

WAWA

Best you didn’t ask me,
When I’m comin’ home.
Mother don’t grieve for me,
I’m not gone.

Black teeth baby eyes lose their light.
Up until that day I had never seen somebody die.
Is it alright?
That I didn’t cry?
Glass ceilings baby make for pretty last sight,
Lift you up we’re in flight, we are high.

Best you didn’t ask me,
When I’m comin’ home.
Daddy don’t write to me,
Won’t be here for long.

First time baby died I’ll tell you breaking cold earth felt good baby wasn’t right
Cold hands breed quiet hearts wouldn’t even make it through the night
How does it feel?
Lying in the middle of the road?
While the sun rise?


Imagining tragedy
Had always seemed more real to me.

Imagining tragedy
Had always seemed more real to me.

Imagining tragedy
Had always seemed more real to me.


let down - radiohead

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Transport, motorways and tramlines
Starting and then stopping
Taking off and landing
The emptiest of feelings
Disappointed people, clinging on to bottles
When it comes it's so, so, disappointing

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Shell smashed, juices flowing
Wings twitch, legs are going
Don't get sentimental, it always ends up drivel
One day, I am gonna grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Let down
Let down
Let down

You know, you know where you are with
You know where you are with
Floor collapsing, falling
Bouncing back and one day, I am gonna grow wings
A chemical reaction (you know where you are)
Hysterical and useless (you know where you are)
Hysterical and (you know where you are)

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

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Songwriters: Colin Charles Greenwood / Edward John O'brien / Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood / Philip James Selway / Thomas Edward Yorke