I keep falling over, I keep passing outwhen I see a face like you.
I’ll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches,and nothing.
A heart that’s full up like a landfill and a job that slowly kills you.
Just cause you feel it, doesn’t mean it’s there.
May pretty horsescome to you as you sleep
Street Spirit (Fade Out)
Home to Oblivion.
Kid A .
I Want None Of This
How You See The World No. 2.
If I could be who you wanted all the time.