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Your Atoms Are Laughing

Lyrics
Where's all the money gone? 
I'm talking to you 
All up the hole in your arm 
Is the needle a much better screw? 
But oh what will you do alone? 
'Cause I have to go.
Where is this life of fun that you promised me? 
Nothing here works but your works and I mean it 
I have to leave 
But oh what will you do alone? 
'Cause I have to go.
If I was the wife of an acrobat would I look like the living dead boy? 
You're on the wire and can't get back, let's talk about the living dead 
Could have had a car, could have had it all, 
Could have walked in the sky but we stare at the wall.
I know where the money's gone
I know what you do 
'Cause I've seen the hole in your arm and 
The needle's a much better screw
But oh, what will you do alone? 
'Cause I have to go.

The Living Dead - Suede Cover

A GIRL LIKE YOU

I didn't ask to be alive
I just fell out of the sky
God only knows the reason why 

and now I long for 
the world I came from 
I can't stand it here  

And I am not a 
girl like you,
or a boy like you, 
or child like you,
I don't do like humans do 


How can you feel at home
cast in this ocean like a stone
just a heap of flesh and bones?

I go to parties with 
people laughing
but I don't understand 

and I am not a 
girl like you,
or a boy like you, 
or child like you,
No this world just wont do 

Wont you just leave me, 
Alone in my cocoon 
So I can grow to be 
Perfect and beautiful. 


She looks like a fallen star
I wish that I could be like her 
and she says, 
"darling you already are"

and we are ugly
and we are beautiful 
As we dance the whole night through  

and I am just a
girl like you
and a boy  
and a bird like you
and an ape like you

I am just
a god like you
and a dog like you
a man like you
And a star like you 

I am just 
a  word like you 
and a thought like you 
and a world like you 
I am just a girl like you 


a girl like you

sea of milk

asylum

* Phantom limb * 

like a phantom limb 
that you just can't scratch

Or like a fleeting vision 
in the striking of a match

that you just can't catch 

I can feel my wings 
begin to hatch 

* Sprouting wings * 

I've started sprouting wings 
I can feel them shivering 
beneath my skin 

* My secret chrysalis * 
 
My secret chrysalis
hidden in the image -

of a broken wing 
a severed finger 
an endless violence 

Peel me 
Reveal me
Heal me

Scratch a piece of wood 
scratch a piece of wood 
and you will find me 

lift up a stone 
I am here 



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