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No Surprises

A heart that's full up like a landfill.
A job that slowly kills you, bruises that wont heal.
You look so tired, unhappy.
Bring down, the government.
They don't, they don't speak for us.
I'll take, a 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 and such a pretty garden.
No alarms and no surprises.
No alarms and no surprises.
No alarms and no surprises please.


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