No Reflection - Flat Pack Furniture Lyrics

I might swim across the Atlantic
Make my own bricks, build a new life
Now wouldn't that be romantic
Find a love that heals the soul
Lose my mind and all control
Scroll through feeds while unmet needs
Pile up like pomegranate seeds
Ain't it sweet how this little heart bleeds
All is unfair in the love of a war
Who's even left worth fighting for
I'll never care like I did before
These streets bustle and brim with forced grins and
It's such a pity
Spider's Web beckons"Capture hearts digitally!"
They don't make them like they used to do
Dime a dozen, mass produced
Held together with cheap glue and a prayer
Not much left of real substance there
Turnover is the golden key
Nothing here is guaranteed
Wouldn't matter anyway
It's just out of warranty
It's a game set up for losing
When you're choosing
A needle in a live minefield
It's only rigged if you forget
The golden rule, fool
Keep your heart open
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