A Song From Under The Floorboards by Magazine
A Song From Under The Floorboards lyrics
I am angry, I am ill and I'm as ugly as sin
I don't know what keeps me alive and kicking
I know the meaning of life, it doesn't help me a bit
I know beauty and I know a good thing when I speak it
This is a song from under the floorboards
Here is a song from where the wall is cracked
My force of habits, I am an insect
And I must confess, I'm very proud of that
I have known the highest and I've known the best
I accord death with all its due respect
But the brightest jewel inside of me
Glows with pleasure at my own stupidity
This is a song from under the floorboards
Here is a song from where the wall is cracked
My force of habits, I am an insect
And I must confess, I'm very proud of that
I used to make phantoms, I could later chase
Images of all that could be desired
Then I got tired of counting all of these so-called blessings
And then I just got tired
This is a song from under the floorboards
Here is a song from where the wall is cracked
My force of habits, I am an insect
And I must confess, I'm very proud of that
This is a song from under the floorboards
Here is a song from where the wall is cracked
My force of habits, I am an insect
And I must confess, I'm very proud of that
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