last flowers to the hospital

happy birthday thom {though it's officially the 8th right now, i haven't gone to sleep, so it's still the 7th in my universe}

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and this is from me to you:




appliances have gone berserk
i cannot keep up
treading on people's toes
snot-nosed little punk

and i can't face the evening straight
and you can't offer me escape
houses move and houses speak
if you take me there you'll get relief
relief, relief, relief, relief...

and if i'm gonna talk
i just wanna talk
please don't interrupt
just sit back and listen

cause i can't face the evening straight
and you can't offer me escape
houses move and houses speak
if you take me there you'll get relief
relief, relief, relief, relief...

it's too much
too bright
too powerful

too much
too bright
too powerful

too much
too bright
too powerful

too much