Still lifes are failing Too tight they hold their reins in Look to the center of the tracks They're lining up, the train runs faster Still lifes are failing Emaciated railings Their pretty shapes and airbrushed skin Positioned in the place to win Wouldn't you like to be like a picture Of a picture? So alone! Wouldn't you like to read like the Scriptures of the glamoury? Not i... I'd rather be the part of a painting Buried beneath the plastic sheen Of a world that's made of pretty things Buried beneath the plastic sheen Is a world that's painted violently Still lifes are failing Too tight they hold their reins in Look to the center of the tracks Written lines, written laughter Still lifes are failing Emaciated railings Their pretty shapes and airbrushed skin Positioned in the place to win Wouldn't you like to be like the picture In a magazine? So alone! Wouldn't you like to read my Description of the glamoury? Buried beneath the plastic sheen Of a world that's made of pretty things Buried beneath the plastic sheen Is a world that's painted violentlyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
