Blanket 3072

Five whole months in love we lay
beneath the Hebrides, on the bay,
That was what i was thinking of
But i’m still adverse to love
When you see yourself die on a flickering screen,
On a shit TV,
You must’ve missed the scene.
This show’s no fun anymore,
Turn on the fan open the door
It’s thirty-two degrees at night
It’s too fucking hot to fight
If you saw yourself dying in a movie, a Hollywood movie…
Is it heavy in your chest when the fire’s just a line?
And you know that you should sigh,
but you’re a satellite
Even Hollywood seems tired
And sighing it’s allright
you’re a satellite
Grit a teeth and squeeze a tear,
But the sounds all dissapear,
So you get another beer.
But even the bottles have gone dry
so you sigh and you stare,
And you think of Steve and Ash and Claire, at home
On Barnett street.
Suddenly everyone’s looking to the left with their hands on their mouth and
chest.
Emily lives there, she might die
But i don’t care cos i’m high
Well, show me you levitate, and i’ll give you umm…
Is it heavy in your chest when the fire’s just a line?
And you know that you should sigh
But you’re a satellite
Even Hollywood seems tired
And sighing is allright
you’re a satellite