We'll take a taxi to the show
We could report by phone
We could remind ourselves that
We must laugh
Reconsider 'fame'
I need new reasons
This is detention it's not fun at all
Remind me to smile
You know the old 'friends' line
It gets so I feel like
I'm in this cold, glass, cage
I've got the horrors
Check, over my shoulder
I punch the air and fight
But no-one's there
You you - Oh no
Old scars - Don't show
We fall - You see
Crawl crawl - In love
I dive - So clean
Young things - Don't scream
Toys toys - So far
Boys boys - You are
(Chorus)
Get off the car
Get off the phone
Move from my window, leave me alone
Keep your revivals
Keep your conventions
Keep all your fantasies that's all
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