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Lids they're found in magazines
They hang like guillotines
Daunting over perfect scenes
Poised above my head
Lids they act like autumn leaves
They'll bring you in a breeze
Painted nails on broken feet
Strangle every step
Just, just don't jump
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look,
For more than this
Just, just don't jump
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look,
For more than this
More than this
Lids they're sewn into your clothes
They never decompose
Picked apart by worms and crows
Only tags remain
Swimming in your blood they seize
The possibilities
All these years your feet were knees
Darling if you please
Just, just don't jump
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look
For more than this
Just, just don't jump
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look,
For more than this
More than this
Lids over my ears
Over my eyes
Over my pots and pans
Bring me to ah--
Lids over my ears
Over my eyes
Over my pots and pans
Bring me to a boil
Lids over my ears
Over my eyes
Over my pots and pans
Bring me to a boil
Just, just don't jump
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look
For more than this
Just, just don't jump
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look,
For more than this
More than this
They hang like guillotines
Daunting over perfect scenes
Poised above my head
Lids they act like autumn leaves
They'll bring you in a breeze
Painted nails on broken feet
Strangle every step
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look,
For more than this
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look,
For more than this
They never decompose
Picked apart by worms and crows
Only tags remain
Swimming in your blood they seize
The possibilities
All these years your feet were knees
Darling if you please
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look
For more than this
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look,
For more than this
Over my eyes
Over my pots and pans
Bring me to ah--
Lids over my ears
Over my eyes
Over my pots and pans
Bring me to a boil
Lids over my ears
Over my eyes
Over my pots and pans
Bring me to a boil
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look
For more than this
Too high
Frail girl
It's not your place
To look,
For more than this
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Lids: opinions others force on you. They are constantly bombarding you, lies lies lies. Flying about "like autumn leaves". Lies about who you are: "you're only valuable if you're wearing this label..." or "buy this product, and play the part, then you'll be cool." They're in mags, and on tv, and in the workplace. The lies get in your blood, they stay in your system, and you believe them. Lies are going to find you wherever you are.