Placebo "This Picture" lyrics

Translation to:bgelitsr

This Picture

I hold an image of the ashtray girlOf cigarette burns on my chestI wrote a poem that described her worldAnd put our friendship to the testAnd late at nightWhilst on all foursShe used to watch me kiss the floorWhat's wrong with this picture?What's wrong with this picture?

Farewell the ashtray girlForbidden snowflakeBeware this troubled worldWatch out for earthquakesGoodbye to open soresTo broken semaphoreYou know we miss herWe miss her picture

Sometimes it's fated(We) Disintegrated itFor fear of growing oldSometimes it's fated(We) Assassinated itFor fear of growing old

Farewell the ashtray girlAngelic fruitcakeBeware this troubled worldControl your intakeGoodbye to open soresGoodbye and furthermoreYou know we miss herWe miss her picture

Sometimes it's fated(We) Disintegrated itFor fear of growing oldSometimes it's fated(We) Assassinated itFor fear of growing old

Hang onThough we tryIt's goneHang onThough we tryIt's gone

Sometimes it's fated(We) Disintegrated itFor fear of growing oldSometimes it's fated(We) Assassinated itFor fear of growing old

Can't stop growing old...Can't stop growing old...Can't stop growing old...Can't stop growing old...Can't stop growing old...

Here one can find the lyrics of the song This Picture by Placebo. Or This Picture poem lyrics. Placebo This Picture text.