Something Corporate
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She's trapped inside her room
With reruns on the screen
Old books and movies
But she can't stop thinking
I'm torn between myself
My radio my friends
I want to write this one off over and over and over again

And then she looked at me to scream
My castles are falling
But I can't look into the street
Without everything changing

I want to read good news, good news
I want to be innocent again
I want to read good news, good news
But nothing good is happening

She waits all day
She stands a stranger in her skin
She moves the science with her hands
She lines the walls
With every paper she can see
These words consume her
But they never set her free

And then she looked at me to scream
My castles are falling
But I can't look into the street
Without everything changing

I want to read good news, good news
I want to be innocent again
I want to read good news, good news
But nothing good is happening
But nothing good is happening
But nothing good is happening


I want to read good news, good news
I want to be a little kid again
I want to read good news, good news
But nothing good is happening
I want to read good news
I want to go to sleep at night again
I want to read good news, good news
But nothing good is happening
But nothing good is happening
But nothing good is happening


Mirror lyrics:

But nothing good is happening
But nothing good is happening
But nothing good is happening
I want to read good news, good news
I want to go to sleep at night again
I want to read good news
But nothing good is happening
I want to read good news, good news
I want to be a little kid again
I want to read good news, good news


But nothing good is happening
But nothing good is happening
But nothing good is happening
I want to read good news, good news
I want to be innocent again
I want to read good news, good news

Without everything changing
But I can't look into the street
My castles are falling
And then she looked at me to scream

But they never set her free
These words consume her
With every paper she can see
She lines the walls
She moves the science with her hands
She stands a stranger in her skin
She waits all day

But nothing good is happening
I want to read good news, good news
I want to be innocent again
I want to read good news, good news

Without everything changing
But I can't look into the street
My castles are falling
And then she looked at me to scream

I want to write this one off over and over and over again
My radio my friends
I'm torn between myself
But she can't stop thinking
Old books and movies
With reruns on the screen
She's trapped inside her room


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