This Picture Lyrics - Placebo
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I hold an image of the ashtray girl
of cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her world
That put our friendship to a test
And late at night Whilst on all fours
She used to watch me kiss the floor
What's wrong with this picture?
What's wrong with this picture?
Farewell the ashtray girl
Forbidden snowflake
Beware this troubled world
Watch out for earthquakes
Goodbye to open sores
To broken semaphores
you know we miss her
we miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
for fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
for fear of growing old
Farewell the ashtray girl
Angelic fruit cake
Beware this troubled world
Control your intake
Goodbye to open sores
Goodbye and furthermore
you know we miss her
we miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
For fear of growing old
Hang on
Though we try
It's gone
Hang on
Though we try
It's gone
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
For 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...
of cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her world
That put our friendship to a test
And late at night Whilst on all fours
She used to watch me kiss the floor
What's wrong with this picture?
What's wrong with this picture?
Farewell the ashtray girl
Forbidden snowflake
Beware this troubled world
Watch out for earthquakes
Goodbye to open sores
To broken semaphores
you know we miss her
we miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
for fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
for fear of growing old
Farewell the ashtray girl
Angelic fruit cake
Beware this troubled world
Control your intake
Goodbye to open sores
Goodbye and furthermore
you know we miss her
we miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
For fear of growing old
Hang on
Though we try
It's gone
Hang on
Though we try
It's gone
Sometimes it's faded
disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
assassinated
For 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...
Writer: MOLKO, BRIAN / OLSDAL, STEFAN / HEWITT, STEVEN
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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This Picture | Reviewer: shopgirl6 | 4/30/2007
Placebo never disapoints. I've seen them live several times, and every concert is better than the last, showcasing the amazing musicians that they are.
On the creative front, their lyrics are super-meaningful, ultra-ironic, and can't hide the pain behind the sarcasm. The melodies are smashing! This picture is one of my fave old songs, but now I am also rocking to everything on Meds, especially Infra-red, Meds, Drag and Post Blue - oh, who am I kidding, I love them all!
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