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crit4crit

Potpourri induced trauma
Mama this doesn't smell right
I can hear the sirens howlin'
Shrouded by the Hollywood lights

So you tell secrets to strangers
'Cause all the world's your stage
But the world keeps spinning faster
Soon you'll rotate out of play

Broken record transparency
Only a ghost would understand
I speak in a language
More romantic than romance

Then you find your enemy
Is in cahoots with your best friend
And the people that you love
Never want to see you again

You say you like the peace and quiet
Of a silent telephone
But it's no fun playin'
Drinking games all alone

Broken record transparency
Only a ghost would understand
I speak in a language
More romantic than romance

You have the garden key
But no hands to use it
So it just hangs on your neck
In a long line of nooses

Broken record transparency
Only a ghost would understand
I speak in a language
More romantic than romance
Last edited by themarsvolta at Apr 25, 2011,