Polyethylene (parts 1 & 2)
(Thom Yorke)
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Tears of joy now scare ourselves of all that you want to be
Just got paid and now you're going, how inside you please
If i get scared i'll just call you and i'll miss your glow as i unsettle
Oh, and i'll always feel, i will always be
Right, one, two, three, four
So sell your suit and tie and come and live with me
Leukemia schizophrenia polyethylene
There is no significant risk to your health
She used to be beautiful once as well
Plastic bag, middle class, polyethylene
Decaffeinate, unleaded, keep all surfaces clean
If you don't believe this, sell your soul
If you don't get into it, no one will
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