Centrefolds

Can't seem to get this inside my brain
The more I try, the more we sink
And pain,
It will always be a drink
to take,
the more you dream, the more you stay awake
And what you seem,
you fake,
what you try to be, you make
drawings of lions and fantasies,
the shakes,
you feel on your knees,
they break,
Leaning against trees,
to revive last summer.


Chorus
Everyone tries to be someone that's long dead.
Ignoring the tears their family shed.
The paintings are all drowned in red,
Of centrefolds poisoned by breathing lead (2x)


Remember, you turned to me and said,
"Life is just another road ahead",
Walk another step in line,
Then you will find your chance to shine.

All the things you talked about,
Of ballerinas and hustlers who ran their mouth,
Being something they aren't everyday,
Smoking joints to take the pain away,
why would they be different?...


Chorus
Everyone tries to be someone that's long dead.
Ignoring the tears their family shed.
The paintings are all drowned in red,
Of centrefolds poisoned by breathing lead (2x)

Can't seem to get this inside my brain
The more I try, the more we sink
And pain,
It will be always a drink
to take,
the more you dream, the more you stay awake.

Miguel Afonso