Polythene
Does every ending insist that things fall apart?
It brings no comfort if it wants me to outstretch my arms
Because it feels like I'm helplessly waiting
My eyelids pinned back
Watching your interest wane
And the thought that, one day
I'll be forced to
Think of anything else, at all
Is the ticking of the pipe bomb
I can't quite push to the back of the shelf
Still you can
Lead a marching band
Atop of my ribcage
Stamp on my airway
Wrap my head in polythene
I'll make your excuses
Cos' I'm scared of the fall
It's wrong but surely much better than nothing at all
Must every question bring fear this will break in half?
When every answer shoves me further into the dark
So I'll guess that my chances are fading
Straight skipping away
I'll get up and give chance but still
Everything I dread and tried
To push out of my mind comes back
At once, to make my chest jump
Like the unexploded bomb
Still you can
Lead a marching band
Atop of my ribcage
Stamp on my airway
Wrap my head in polythene
I'll make your excuses
Cos' I'm scared of the fall
It's wrong but surely much better than nothing at all
Lead a marching band
Atop of my ribcage
Stamp on my airway
Wrap my head in polythene
I'll make your excuses
Cos' I'm scared of the fall
It's wrong but surely much better than nothing at all
Still you can
Lead a marching band
Atop of my ribcage
Stamp on my airway
Wrap my head in polythene
I'll make your excuses
Cos' I'm scared of the fall
It's wrong but surely much better than nothing at all
It brings no comfort if it wants me to outstretch my arms
Because it feels like I'm helplessly waiting
My eyelids pinned back
Watching your interest wane
And the thought that, one day
I'll be forced to
Think of anything else, at all
Is the ticking of the pipe bomb
I can't quite push to the back of the shelf
Still you can
Lead a marching band
Atop of my ribcage
Stamp on my airway
Wrap my head in polythene
I'll make your excuses
Cos' I'm scared of the fall
It's wrong but surely much better than nothing at all
Must every question bring fear this will break in half?
When every answer shoves me further into the dark
So I'll guess that my chances are fading
Straight skipping away
I'll get up and give chance but still
Everything I dread and tried
To push out of my mind comes back
At once, to make my chest jump
Like the unexploded bomb
Still you can
Lead a marching band
Atop of my ribcage
Stamp on my airway
Wrap my head in polythene
I'll make your excuses
Cos' I'm scared of the fall
It's wrong but surely much better than nothing at all
Lead a marching band
Atop of my ribcage
Stamp on my airway
Wrap my head in polythene
I'll make your excuses
Cos' I'm scared of the fall
It's wrong but surely much better than nothing at all
Still you can
Lead a marching band
Atop of my ribcage
Stamp on my airway
Wrap my head in polythene
I'll make your excuses
Cos' I'm scared of the fall
It's wrong but surely much better than nothing at all
Credits
Writer(s): Charlie Michael Booth, Edward Geoffrey Thomas Sharp
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