Amusing Ones Self by Algebra Suicide Lyrics
A fever crawls into you. A colorful one. Scarlet? Yellow? Too soon to tell
Restless and itchy, you grab any rumor that's lounging around
Blame it on boredom or the position of stars. Perhaps the good weather has made your brain crazy
You write "Warsaw was raw" in lipstick on your old lover's letter
Hold it up to a mirror, and delight in yourself
It's easy, like sending a card to yourself on your birthday
And crying when you get it, 'cause "someone remembered!"
Like when you empty a bag of groceries onto the kitchen floor:
When the last apple stops rolling, you call it still life
Restless and itchy, you grab any rumor that's lounging around
Blame it on boredom or the position of stars. Perhaps the good weather has made your brain crazy
You write "Warsaw was raw" in lipstick on your old lover's letter
Hold it up to a mirror, and delight in yourself
It's easy, like sending a card to yourself on your birthday
And crying when you get it, 'cause "someone remembered!"
Like when you empty a bag of groceries onto the kitchen floor:
When the last apple stops rolling, you call it still life