As you lie there on your bed
Beneath the face of Louise Brooks
With your makeup and your teddy bear
And your C.S. Lewis books
Bad seed
You\'re a bad seed
You\'re a decadent in chrysalis
Waiting sleepily to emerge
When you\'ll visit every seedy need
Of your random obsessive urge
All the ruses that you use
All the food that you refuse
All the dust and tired air that feeds Interior Lulus
All the poisoned attitudes
And the lust for the unknown
And the second best that devils use
To make this world their own
Interior Lulu
Interior Lulu
Use the anger
Paint a picture of it
Throw the colours
Use the pain, use the pain
Scream back a brand new emotion
As it runs across the skin
Fire across paper
Burn and curl, burn and curl
You thought you couldn\'t feel like this
But it\'s happening again and you\'re waking up in pain
Tattooed in that private place
Microsoft and tears
Intimately pierced
She told me what I already know
\"If you can carry it out you can take it away
If you can carry it out you can take it away
If you can buy it, it can be bought
If you can buy it, it can be stolen
If you can break it
It\'s already broken\"
Lately, I can stand to hear other people talking
So many empty conversations
What a waste of lips
Lately I can stand to stand on Primrose Hill
Look down upon the city
A heart pumping the roads
In our racing stripes
We rejoice at being \"connected\"
Without touching
Thank god for the internet
We stare at our screens
All our lives
What a waste of eyes
\'Till the electrical storm blows our fuses
And we gaze, dumbfounded, at the rain
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