Los Campesinos! - Miserabilia Lyrics
Go, breathe easyYour hands will remain emptyWhen you have stopped clutching at strawsClean two bad memories, forget all the insufferable boresNo one matters, no one matters, no one caresHe whispered, oh my God this really is a joy to beholdFor he said it's a joy to be held so I held him too closeIt was a grave mistake, he never came back againI'm not saying there's good in none of thisMiserabilia to show the kidsI'm not saying that you're responsibleMiserabilia for one, for allI've spend too much time on my kneesNext to urinals in garish Mexican restaurantsSobbing into my warm, pale palmsFor a better understanding of her dietary requirementsCried on ocean floors all walking into clubsNot '06, not '08, two thousand 20102004, [Incomprehensible], oh my God, oh my GodWe got nostalgic ended up filling shoe boxes with vomitCollected scabs in locketsHung them round our necks like noosesNone of it mattered, none of it matters, nobody caredI'm not saying there's good in none of thisMiserabilia to show the kidsI'm not saying that you're responsibleMiserabilia for one, for allI have broken down into the ***** breasts of a newly exAnd no dignity, I can only guessThat she thinks about it when she touches herselfShout at the world because the world doesn't love youLower yourself because you know that you'll have to