Beautiful People
I contemplated narcissism on the bus home
I drove myself into a ditch and then I wound up all alone
But I still hear your voice shining down my telephone
Hello, hello
Went to the mountains and I missed them whilst I was there
Climbed into your washing basket and fell directly down the stairs
I said 'I broke my arm' and didn't think you'd care
But you were there, you were there
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
I miss you through the months until we reach mid September
I slap my leg and say 'Well damn you're just as fun as I remember'
For a moment there you're like a mental cleanser
I forget, I forget
That I'm so out of character
That it's become my character
To feel so out of character
Some would say I've changed
I sit around and think of her
You say 'my dear it's gonna hurt'
You hold my hand and say you're feeling just the same
Oh
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
And I turn on the news
And think 'well damn we're gonna lose'
The human race is falling down
One by one they'll shoot us to the ground
And take our human rights
The last ones standing hold each other tight
It's the apocalypse
But it's civil dear, yeah it's self inflicted
I scream 'I Know the End'
We'll method act, we'll play pretend
We'll wait until the coast is clear
I reckon just 30 odd more years
I'll sit and think of her
They'll ridicule your happiness
We'll twirl in black and mourn the dead
But she doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful people
Oh yeah
I drove myself into a ditch and then I wound up all alone
But I still hear your voice shining down my telephone
Hello, hello
Went to the mountains and I missed them whilst I was there
Climbed into your washing basket and fell directly down the stairs
I said 'I broke my arm' and didn't think you'd care
But you were there, you were there
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
I miss you through the months until we reach mid September
I slap my leg and say 'Well damn you're just as fun as I remember'
For a moment there you're like a mental cleanser
I forget, I forget
That I'm so out of character
That it's become my character
To feel so out of character
Some would say I've changed
I sit around and think of her
You say 'my dear it's gonna hurt'
You hold my hand and say you're feeling just the same
Oh
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
And I turn on the news
And think 'well damn we're gonna lose'
The human race is falling down
One by one they'll shoot us to the ground
And take our human rights
The last ones standing hold each other tight
It's the apocalypse
But it's civil dear, yeah it's self inflicted
I scream 'I Know the End'
We'll method act, we'll play pretend
We'll wait until the coast is clear
I reckon just 30 odd more years
I'll sit and think of her
They'll ridicule your happiness
We'll twirl in black and mourn the dead
But she doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
She doesn't know you yet
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful beautiful people
Beautiful people
Oh yeah
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Writer(s): Isla Mae Linsdell
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