Lonely Hearts Club Lyrics & Chords By Atlas Ahead
Luxuriating in blunt hedonism -
We don’t ask for more.
Sticky sweet candy reality -
Synchronized swimming in the mire of insanity.
There’s no curtain to be raised
Just a flavorless after-taste
Set the clocks for Las Vegas time
Flip the coin and drop the dime
You’re letting me drown in a shallow puddle.
And I have to admit your blood red lips ain’t life belts.
See how I slip on your principles – feels like a fisticuff plus brass
knuckles.
Hefty header in stringed together platitudes – Stop being so
crude.
The stroboscope wrecks our synapses. We’re waiting for
collective collapses.
An army of rotating fists is punching the air till dislocating
wrists.
So do we agree that a sweaty alien body conveys security?
Hefty header in stringed together platitudes - Must it be so
crude?
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