You dont need to preach to me
Im a believer baby
you dont need to preach to me
im a believer
If you want lies I can tell them
If you want lies I got 'em
All the pennies in the Thames
Will not make it how it was

Summertime has come and gone
All used up with wishful thinking
Get sussed out, get cynical
In this world there are no second chances

Crawling 'round on all fours
You got to curl yourself into a circle
I will tear myself apart
If you promise to paint me
As a work of art!

As a work of art!

As a work of art!

As a work of art!

Your my work of art!

Your my work of art!

Your my work of art!

Your my work of art!

All...All...All...All...All...
All...All...All...All...All...

Always new depths.....
- Bloc Party - 'Always New Depths' - Helicopter
-on suicide