Lyrics Everything Picture - Ultrasound

Everything Picture

Fighting…
Biting…
All night…
Crying…
But, oh, what else can I do?
When there’s nothing I can do
To get a hold of you…
When your back breaks and you fall
And you can’t quite kick the ball
The spotlight’s always on you.
When your gearbox slips a disc
And the wheels won’t grip the grist
They come up fast behind you
The only way you can survive
Is to go and take a dive
The referee will save your life
The frantic sponges that wash your face
All I want is some space
But my lips are too sore
To even talk
Only the lonely
Want to know me
But no
Nothing fills the hole
'Cos nothing fills a hole
Giv the dog a bone
When you want to gt it back
But you just don’t have the knack
The only strategy is action
When your shadow hits the fan
Let the muscles in your hand
Paint an EVERYTHING PICTURE…
There is no way I can survive
I went and took a dive
The referee won’t save my life
The frantic sponges that wash your face
All I wanted was space
But my head is too sore
To begin to think…