the damage manual
top ten severed
I am your top ten severed I am your number one Reduced to fictions dance floor And take delirium  A man of seasoned syndromes Programming mysteries A man of useless incomes Forgotten litanies  You want some answers quickly You write down nothing wrong And I inquire discreetly About your favorite song  It starts all good intentions It ends with falling hearts Did I forget to mention It plays before it starts?  You cannot play this record Its grooves are dressed to kill All daylight frames per second The chances are, you will  Bring out your dancing party Fill up your little room Your silver eyes enchanted They glide and shoot the moon  I am your one hit wonder Your Christmas giveaway I am your stolen thunder Your 'No love left today'  A frozen sound diminished Out on the radio The song is never finished 