White Suburban Impressionism Lyrics

Songwriters: Corner, Chris; Pickering, Ian;

You might keep me alive
But I could let you down anytime that I like
Shoot down your absolute form in the primitive
I can't see the point in the sense you were born with

Everybody's someone else's freak
Every cure is someone else's disease
Everybody's someone else's freak
Every cure is someone else's disease

Break my neck or my fall
And burn all the bridges and breach every wall
The sweetest of touches, the violent caress
The time of your life for the marks that you left on me

Everybody's someone else's freak
Every cure is someone else's disease
White suburb impressionism

Everybody's someone else's freak
Every cure is someone else's disease
White suburb impressionism

Never argue with these idiots
They drag you down to their level And they beat you with ignorance
And am I through? I haven't even started
I can't see the point in the sense you were born with

Everybody's someone else's freak
Every cure is someone else's disease
White suburb impressionism

Everybody's someone else's freak
Every cure is someone else's disease
White suburb impressionism

Everybody's someone else's freak
Every cure is someone else's disease
White suburb impressionism

Everybody's someone else's freak
Every cure is someone else's disease
White suburb impressionism

Call me when the whole regression's complete
I'll take you on a piece at a time
I'll take you on a piece at a time
I'll take you on a piece at a time
And I'll take you on

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