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Suicide Blonde

 

Suicide Blonde

(album: Uninvited - 2016)


Cold coffee on the table
I'm running for the bus now
Cold coffee on the table
I'm running for the bus now
You're lying on the kitchen floor
And pour a glass
You're lying on the kitchen floor
And pour a glass

Sometimes you drink and then you dance around the kitchen
You put on eighties music and you make me listen
For like hours straight, no escape, Devo's really not that great
I hate when you forget my name, holes in your brain
Those times you tried to overdose, kitchen floor and comatose
Hiding hydrogen peroxide, throwing up a piece of toast
Michael Hutchence could never save you, I'll never hate you
Just let me run away, or put the rum away

Cold coffee on the table
I'm running for the bus now
Cold coffee on the table
I'm running for the bus now
You're lying on the kitchen floor
And pour a glass
You're lying on the kitchen floor
And pour a glass

Kind of like Ms. Hannigan when she was Cameron Diaz
You could've been a superstar but should've been in rehab
In that INXS video you said you were fat
But you were so beautiful, what's up with that?
Released in 1990 but you're never really free
You'll stay on Centrelink realistically, commit successfully
Maybe it was prophecy all along
That you would be a suicide blonde

Cold coffee on the table
I'm running for the bus now
Cold coffee on the table
I'm running for the bus now
You're lying on the kitchen floor
And pour a glass
You're lying on the kitchen floor
And pour a glass
Cold coffee on the table
I'm running for the bus now
Cold coffee on the table
I'm running for the bus now
You're lying on the kitchen floor
And pour a glass
You're lying on the kitchen floor
And pour a glass

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