Thursday, August 31, 2006 No Surprises...

No Surprises...

A heart thats full up like a landfill,
A job that slowly kills you,
Bruises that wont heal
You were so tired, happy,
Bring down the government,
They dont, they dont speak for her
Ill take the quiet life, a handshake 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

Random question, what do you think this song is about?

5 Comments:

Blogger MC said...

The death of the soul and the crippling of one's youthful spirit in adulthood complacency.

Mr. Downer as always...

3:28 PM  
Blogger Dale said...

Ouch. I think MC is right though.

11:27 PM  
Anonymous Jeremy said...

Damn, Matt, I was just going to say suicide, but yours sounds much worse.

12:34 AM  
Blogger Pisces Iscariot said...

Dunno what it's about, but I like it.

8:24 PM  
Blogger Violet Aubergine said...

It's a call to arms.

7:12 PM  

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