A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired and unhappy
Bring down the government
They don't they don't speak for us
I'll take the quiet life
A handshake full of carbon monoxide
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent
Silent
This is my final fit
My final bellyache with
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please
Such a pretty house
Such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please
radiohead
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