PLACEBO - This Picture Lyrics

I hold an image of the ashtray girlAs the cigarette burns on my chestI wrote a poem that described her worldThat put my friendship to the testAnd late at nightWhilst on all foursShe used to watch me kiss the floorWhat's wrong with this picture? What's wrong with this picture? Farewell the ashtray girlForbidden snowflakeBeware this troubled worldWatch out for earthquakesGoodbye to open soresTo broken centre floorWe know we miss herWe miss her pictureSometimes it's fadedDisintegratedFor fear of growing oldSometimes it's fadedAssassinatedFor fear of growing oldFarewell the ashtray girlAngelic fruitcakeBeware this troubled worldControl your intakeGoodbye to open soresGoodbye and furthermoreWe know we miss herWe miss her pictureSometimes it's fadedDisintegratedFor fear of growing oldSometimes it's fadedAssassinatedFor fear of growing oldHang onThough we tryIt's goneHang onThough we tryIt's goneSometimes it's fadedDisintegratedFor fear of growing oldSometimes it's fadedAssassinatedFor fear of growing oldCan't stop growing old...
 

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