Artist: Biffy Clyro
Album: Infinity Land
My Recovery Injection
I've been waiting on the overdrive.
Sick and polished on the inside.
It ruins feeding time.
I'll recover in an empty room.
Dig my way out of my black mood.
Sit down fuck-up and wait your turn.
Why can't we hide our secret lives,
Why can't we climb these useless heights.
You hide your time so well.
Small scars of love and hate and happiness.
I'll recover if you want me to.
In remission of a real mood.
Wait for the sun to fade.
Why can't we rise between our lies.
Nothing matters anymore.
Writer(s): James Robert Johnston, Simon Alexander Neil
Copyright: Good Soldier Songs Limited
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|1||My Recovery Injection|
|2||Glitter And Trauma|
|3||Strung To Your Ribcage|
|6||Some Kind Of Wizard|
|7||Wave Upon Wave Upon Wave|
|8||Pause It and Turn It Up|
|9||The Weapons Are Concealed|
|10||The Kids From Kibble And The Fist Of Light|
|12||Only One Word Comes to Mind|
|13||There's No Such Man as Crasp|
|14||There's No Such Thing as a Jaggy Snake|
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|Biffy Clyro - Infinity Land Album Lyrics|
|1.||My Recovery Injection|
|2.||Glitter And Trauma|
|3.||Strung To Your Ribcage|
|6.||Some Kind Of Wizard|
|7.||Wave Upon Wave Upon Wave|
|8.||Pause It and Turn It Up|
|9.||The Weapons Are Concealed|
|10.||The Kids From Kibble And The Fist Of Light|
|12.||Only One Word Comes to Mind|
|13.||There's No Such Man as Crasp|
|14.||There's No Such Thing as a Jaggy Snake|
|2||Break a Butterfly On a Wheel|
|5||A Tragic World Record|
|6||Sorry and Thanks|
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