Shine the headlight, straight into my eyes. <br />Like the roadkill, I'm paralysed. <br />You see through my disguise <br /> <br />At the drive-in, double feature, <br />pull the lever, break the fever <br />and say your last goodbyes. <br /> <br />Since I was born I started to decay. <br />Now nothing ever ever goes my way <br /> <br />One fluid gesture, like stepping back in time. <br />Trapped in amber, petrified. <br />And still not satisfied <br /> <br />Airs and social graces, elocution so divine. <br />I'll stick to my needle, and my favourite waste of time, <br />both spineless and sublime.
