The Horrors - She Is the New Thing lyrics
[The Horrors - She Is the New Thing lyrics]
She's a special girl, you know
The kind I'd hope to see hanging on a wall
Watching me cross the street
I wonder how long it will be
Before I'm sick of her and I no longer care
Where she goes or has been
Because she's the new thing
Because she's the new thing
She is the new thing
Because she's the new thing
She is the new thing another new thing
Feel my stomach sink as I cast myself in
She is the new thing always the new thing
Staring at her ulterior girl
Once she had me on my knees
Enamored with disease
Now, she fails to impress
A different sickness
A different kind of sickness
Lacking any interest and I, sunk in apathy
Totally absorbed in me
Sitting vacant on my own
My senses lying prone
She was the new thing another new thing
She was the new thing another new thing
Feel my stomach sink
As I curse my slow limbs
She was the new thing another new thing
Staring at her ulterior girl
I cast myself into whatever she brings
Another new with sickness
It ends how it begins first mine then hers
And then the cycle blurs
As my actions reoccur
Through no fault of my own i am a new thing
The kind I'd hope to see hanging on a wall
Watching me cross the street
I wonder how long it will be
Before I'm sick of her and I no longer care
Where she goes or has been
Because she's the new thing
Because she's the new thing
She is the new thing
Because she's the new thing
She is the new thing another new thing
Feel my stomach sink as I cast myself in
She is the new thing always the new thing
Staring at her ulterior girl
Once she had me on my knees
Enamored with disease
Now, she fails to impress
A different sickness
A different kind of sickness
Lacking any interest and I, sunk in apathy
Totally absorbed in me
Sitting vacant on my own
My senses lying prone
She was the new thing another new thing
She was the new thing another new thing
Feel my stomach sink
As I curse my slow limbs
She was the new thing another new thing
Staring at her ulterior girl
I cast myself into whatever she brings
Another new with sickness
It ends how it begins first mine then hers
And then the cycle blurs
As my actions reoccur
Through no fault of my own i am a new thing