ph#rm#cy receipts and lotto tickets line your walls
Safety guaranteed for when the summer gives way to fall
The battle of you and what army army hardly reached today
It rages on in your studio apartment in decay
There’s only one plane left in your fleet
Shooting hairspray over plastic trees
And it’s not for me to cause a scene
Cause that’s the thing about tragedy
They come in threes
Death, he paints the canvas as your panic sets in motion
You crumble in isolation, just you and your neurosis
There’s plastic in the water and a lump inside your brеast
Your world is filled with anguish and you just cannot get rest
Thеre’s only one plane left in your fleet
Shooting hairspray over plastic trees
And it’s not for me to cause a scene
Cause that’s the thing about tragedy
They come in threes
In your dreams
In your dreams
You’re in a sub-compact
Doing doughnuts in a cul-de-sac
Listening to Massive Attack
On the radio
You’re in a sub-compact
Doing doughnuts in a cul-de-sac
Listening to Massive Attack
On the radio
Radio
Radio
There’s only one plane left in your fleet
Shooting hairspray over plastic trees
And it’s not for me to cause a scene
Cause that’s the thing about tragedy
They come in threes
In your dreams
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Dead Letterman Lyrics – In Your Dreams