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 Song of the day;;

→ Arcade Fire - Creature Comfort


Some boys hate themselves

Spend their lives resenting their fathers

Some girls hate their bodies

Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback


Saying God, make me famous

If You can't, just make it painless

Just make it painless


Assisted suicide

She dreams about dying all the time

She told me she came so close

Filled up the bathtub and put on our first record


God, make me famous

If You can't, just make it painless

Just make it painless


It goes on and on, I don't know what I want

On and on, I don't know if I want it

On and on, I don't know what I want

On and on, I don't know if I want it

(On and on I don't know what I want)

(On and on I don't know if I want it)

(On and on I don't know what I want)

(On and on I don't know if I want it)


Some girls hate themselves

Hide under the covers with sleeping pills and

Some girls cut themselves

Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback

Some boys get too much, too much love, too much touch

Some boys starve themselves

Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback


Creature comfort makes it painless

Bury me penniless and nameless

Born in a diamond mine

It's all around you but you can't see it

Born in a diamond mine

It's all around you but you can't touch it


Saying God, make me famous

If You can't, just make it painless

Just make it painless


It's not painless

She was a friend of mine, a friend of mine

And we're not nameless, oh


It goes on and on, I don't know what I want

On and on, I don't know if I want it

On and on, I don't know what I want

On and on, I don't know if I want it

(On and on I don't know what I want)

(On and on I don't know if I want it)

(On and on I don't know what I want)

Well, if you're not sure, better safe than sorry


Creature comfort, make it painless

Creature comfort, make it painless


We're the bones under your feet

The white lie of American prosperity

We wanna dance but we can't feel the beat

I'm a liar, don't doubt my sincerity


Just make it painless

Creature comfort, make it painless


Na-na-na-na na-na-na

Na-na-na-na na-na-na

(Na-na-na-na na-na-na)

(Na-na-na-na na-na-na)

Creature comfort, make it painless

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