Little Hospitals

I'll turn your baby into lemonade Suckle lemons and trade, trade, trade Play along in your silver dress We'll save souls and we'll break bread All cows shit and angels too Look around it's the bestest view Did you think before you spoke aloud? Your fucking tongue it will do you proud You seek my cover Where you go I'll follow on You never can get enough We just need to survive If we're ever gonna dream again I feel sad as we penetrate Unbuckle buttons and slave, slave, slave We attack like civil unrest No home equals no dread All cows shit and angels too Look around it's the bestest view Did you think before you spoke aloud? Your fucking tongue it will do you proud You seek my cover Where you go I'll follow on You never can get enough We just need to survive If we're ever gonna dream again Ever gonna dream again We are individuals in our little rituals Hospitals, memorials, smaller than disease Rituals and burials are distant used memories When you leave When you leave I doubt I'll remember you When you leave When you leave I doubt I'll remember you When you leave When you leave I doubt I'll remember you When you leave When you leave I doubt I'll remember you --- Little Hospitals - Biffy Clyro