No Surprises Please Md114 Letras

A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won’t heal
You look so tired, unhappy
Bring down the government
They don't, they don't speak for us
We’ll take a quiet life
A handshake of carbon monoxide

And no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises

He was, he was
This is my final fit
My final bellyache