Lyrics Plastic Chair - Virgin Suicide

Plastic Chair - Virgin Suicide
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Plastic Chair, artist - Virgin Suicide. Album song Blight, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 13.06.2019
Record label: Nordic Music Society
Song language: English

Plastic Chair

Waiting for another way
The sun just won’t reflect the light when drawn into my eyes
Waiting for the train to come
It’s 4 PM, it’s dark, the tracks, they tempt my weary eyes
I swear I’ll turn myself to money, there’s nothing I want
Just get me off of this plastic chair
It’s my goodbye voice, I’ll waltz into the well-known
Money really matter, I yield, I yield
So take this sword and cut my head off
Oh, watch it roll over nothingness
Watch it roll over mountains
Let it scream in your ears
Let it fly over cities
Would buy a car if I could drive
I’d go from one art gallery to another with a slanted view
It’s a sport, haven’t you noticed?
My social worker sounds just like an analyst from NBA
Oh, it’s not your deal, your conscience all clean
It’s my mood that swings like a weathervane
They just don’t fit these shoes on mountain range
Just throw me on the desired path
So take this sword and cut my head off
Oh, watch it roll over nothingness
Watch it roll over mountains
Let it scream in your ears
I swear I’ll turn myself to money, there’s nothing I want
Just get me off of this plastic chair
It’s my goodbye voice, I’ll waltz into the well-known
Money really matter, I yield, I yield
So take this sword and cut my head off
Oh, watch it roll over nothingness
Watch it roll over mountains
Let it scream in your ear
Let it fly over cities

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