a heart thats full up like a landfill
a job that slowly kills you
bruises that wont heal
you look so tired unhappy
bring down the government
they dont they dont speak for us
ill take a quiet life
a handshake of carbon monoxide
no alarms and no surprises
no alarms and no surprises
no alarms and no surprises
silent
silent
this is my final fit my final belly-ache with
no alarms and no surprises
no alarms and no surprises
no alarms and no surprises please
such a pretty house such a pretty garden
no alarms and no surprises
no alarms and no surprises
no alarms and no surprises please
