Will my sadness, ever come through in my songs?
Will these pills, ever bring me back my hope?
Will I have to grit my teeth, grin and bear these f*cked up dreams
I'm a f*cking joke, I'm a sad romantic trope
And I'm hollow. Hollow is how I feel
And at work, I feel like Martin Sheen in Apocalypse Now
The choppers rage about my head, ready to take me down
Lovers Turn to Monsters - A Big Pile of Radiohead Songs on Fire... Lyrics
Lovers Turn to Monsters - A Big Pile of Radiohead Songs on Fire... Lyrics
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Will my sadness, ever come through in my songs?
Will these pills, ever bring me back my hope?
Will I have to grit my teeth, grin and bear these f*cked up dreams
I'm a f*cking joke, I'm a sad romantic trope
And I'm hollow. Hollow is how I feel
And at work, I feel like Martin Sheen in Apocalypse Now
The choppers rage about my head, ready to take me down
Will these pills, ever bring me back my hope?
Will I have to grit my teeth, grin and bear these f*cked up dreams
I'm a f*cking joke, I'm a sad romantic trope
And I'm hollow. Hollow is how I feel
And at work, I feel like Martin Sheen in Apocalypse Now
The choppers rage about my head, ready to take me down
Writer: Kyle Wood
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