Текст песни Placebo - This picture
Placebo - This picture слова песни
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...