Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Miserabilia, artist - Los Campesinos!. Date of issue: 11.10.2018
Song language: English
Miserabilia |
| Your hands will remain empty when you have stopped clutching at straws |
| Cling to bad memories, forget all the insufferable bores |
| No-one matters |
| No-one cares |
| He whispered, «oh my god this really is a joy to behold» |
| Thought he said «it's a joy to be held"so I held him too close |
| It was a grave mistake, he never came back again |
| I’m not saying there’s good in none of this |
| Miserabilia to show the kids |
| I’m not saying that you’re responsible |
| Miserabilia, for one, for all |
| I’ve spend too much time on my knees next to urinals in garish Mexican |
| restaurants |
| sobbing into my worn pale palms for a better understanding of my dietary |
| requirements |
| I’ve cried on ashen floors of working men’s clubs |
| Oh my god, will it end? |
| We got nostalgic ended up filling shoe boxes with vomit |
| collected scabs in lockets, hung them round our necks like nooses |
| None of it mattered |
| Nobody cared |
| I’m not saying there’s good in none of this |
| Miserabilia to show the kids |
| I’m not saying that you’re responsible |
| Miserabilia, for one, for all |
| I have broken down into the naked breasts of a newly ex (no dignity) |
| I can only guess that she thinks about it when she touches herself |
| Shout at the world because the world doesn’t love you |
| Lower yourself because you know that you’ll have to |