Lullabies

Lyrics by：Iain Cook/Martin Doherty/Lauren Mayberry

Composed by：Iain Cook/Martin Doherty/Lauren Mayberry

I've lost my appetite

Drinking the pesticide

Thinking that it's not a suicide if we act polite

Jesus Christ

I'm getting tired of the alibis

All the excuses and reasons why build inside my mind

No reply

I wish that I'd known ahead of time

And I wish I had been more kind

I wish I

Paralysed and spinning backwards

Lullabies don't comfort me

Televise the great disaster

We're better off inside of the screen

I'm terrified of falling faster

Lullabies don't comfort me

So televise the great disaster

We're better off inside of the screen sometimes

I'm lying on the floor

What are we waiting for

I'm getting tired of trying so hard to be adored

Close the door

Wish I'd reached out to my mother more

Wish that I hadn't kept the score

I wish I

Paralysed and spinning backwards

Lullabies don't comfort me

Televise the great disaster

We're better off inside of the screen

I'm terrified of falling faster

Lullabies don't comfort me

So televise the great disaster

We're better off inside of the screen sometimes