Pretty Paracetamol Testo

First impressions often lie,
They always fool the naked eye.

I hold you gently on my tongue and then you drift away,
It's hard to read the writing on the label,
I force my hands out sideways but I can't resist the strain,
And it don't help me, no it don't help me,
First impressions often lie,
They always fool the naked eye.

I think I recognize a friendly face I've seen before,
(don't you despair)
It's moving far too quickly to be sure,
Tangled in a web of twisted memories and lies,
(There's no one there)
I'm fighting for a reason to go on.

Pretty paracetamol you soothe my aching brow,
I need you when my heard is spinning round,
I multiply myself by two in the mirror of the wall,
But id don't help me, no it don't help me,
First impressions often lie,
They always fool the naked eye.

I think I've lost control, I think I've lost control,
I think I've lost control, I think I've lost control...