Texty:
Matthew Good Band Beautiful Midnight

Picture yourself Sleeping on a plane There's something ticking in the overhead And inside your brains There's bodies in the water And bodies in your

Don't move, stay right where you are Talking can only give you away And there's so nothing to say The voices say hello Imprisoned, they're invisible

a dead star It reminds me how uniform, your beautiful is We carry on like it's easy Like you're all out, I'm your man, baby, I'm your man When you blow out like a dead star It reminds me how uniform, your beautiful

Hey Alice I'm caving in, I'm caving in I know it's not allowed But sometimes I fantasize I'm peeling off my skin Enough to fill it up again Hey rabbit

Hey, there bad seeds, let's get it on I'll shut up and keep my end Let's get it on Our sycophantic replacements are here at last So impossible The doubt

Going to fly to Hawaii, get laid in a lawn chair Drown in a bathtub, fill it with cheap beer I miss new wave and movies about losing Or just the parts

The beam thing's into your head The ghosts of your pleasure and contempt When we were liars things were seamless When we were wired the world was like