[No SuRpRiSeS_rAdIoHeAd]

27.09.2006

PoUr CorAyA:

A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You were so tired, happy
Bring down the government
They don't, they don't speak for her
I'll take the quiet life
A handshake of carbon monoxide
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent... Silent..

This is my final fit
My final bellyache with
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please
Such a pretty house
Such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please