Radiohead

In my mind and nailed into my heels.All the time killing what I feel. And everything I touch[All wrapped up in cotton wool][All wrapped up and sugar coated]turns to stone. And everything I touch[All wrapped up in cotton wool][All wrapped up and sugar coated]turns stone. I am fused just in case I blow out.I am

Dressed in Bishop’s robesTerrifies me stillIn Bishop’s robes Bastard headmasterI’m not going backI’m not going backI’m not going back Children taught to killTo tear themselves to bitsOn playing fields Dressed in Bishop’s robesI’m not going backI’m not going backI’m not going back

Oh, Banana Co.We really love you, and we need youAnd oh, Banana Co.We’d really love to believe you But everything’s undergroundWe gotta dig it up somehowYeah, yeah Oh, she said "No go"She said she’d like to, she’s seen youAnd oh, Banana Co.She knows if you die then we all do And everything’s undergroundWe’ve gotta dig

Flies are buzzing around my headVultures circling the deadPicking up every last crumbThe big fish eat the little onesThe big fish eat the little onesNot my problem give me some You can try the best you canIf you try the best you canThe best you can is good enough(x2) This one’s optimisticThis one went to

transport.motorways & tramlines.starting and then stopping.taking off & landing.the emptiest of feelings.sentimental drivel.clinging onto bottles.when it comes it’s so so.disappointing let down and hanging around.crushed like a bug in the ground.let down and haNGING arouNd.shell smashed.juices following.wings twitch.legs are going.donT geT senTimental.it always ends up dRRiveLLLL.one day.i am goiingtogrow wings.a chemical reaCtion.hysterical & useless.hysterical &