Paroles de Beauty

So you think life should be gay But You're wasting your times away Now you see me standing here and I say I'm down So you think it would be easy to play Have a little warm-up hear me today Drop your sorrow down into a deep frying pan. Fry'em down. Refrain: Put away your make-up Then you'll see we fake it all up. I know all your stories Never did they bore me more Beauty of a million years may die So I think that all my thinking's enough Thanksgiving Yeah giving away presents presents freedom And in a way I feel great 'cause I give it away but I'm still down. Refrain Turning round your headsharks is making me sick and I'm puking while I'm wandering around in the feelds filled up and happy for relief I'm turning and falling to the ground to the leafs That smell I love is humid in the air and I'm feeling the decay with a bitch in my chair with a whore in my head with my lady in my heart I start disintegrating for I'm loving and I'm hating laughing.