All in your hands

Song of the day;;

→ The Wombats - Greek Tragedy

We're smashing mics in karaoke bars

You're running late with half your make-up on

This method acting might pay our bills

But soon enough there'll be a different role to fill

I love this feeling, but I hate this part

I wanted this to work so much, I drew up our plans on a chart

Cars are flipping, I'm in hot pursuit

My character's strong, but my head is loose

She hits like ecstasy

Comes up and bangs the sense out of me

The tarot cards say it's not so bad

And the blades rotate, there's just no landing pad

And better have said it but, darling, you're the best

I'm just tired of falling up the Penrose steps

I hate this feeling, but I love this part

She really wants to make it work and I clearly want to let it start

We'll build a water slide as soon as I get home

Oh, and she hits like ecstasy

Comes up and bangs the sense out of me

It's wrong, but surely worse to leave

She hits like ecstasy

So free up the cheaper seats

Here comes a Greek Tragedy