Crash About To Happen Testo

Your face is armed with a sabotage of lipstick,
You stumble round like a figure made of matchsticks,
Step off of the brake, you're a crash about to happen,
Step into the page, how you fascinate,
Anaesthetised in a room of alterations,
Politicised by the carvings and the blackbirds,
Step off of the brake, you're a crash to happen,
Step into the page, how you fascinate,
...And we stop, and we stare, and we wait for it to happen,
They only want you when you're breaking up Why do they only want you when you're cracking up?
Step off of the brake, you're a step away from falling
Step into the page, how you fascinate
...and we stop, and we stare, and we wait for it to happen