Lyrics

Late night viewing shadows on my face Try to go to sleep but I couldn't look away Change the channel 'cause I couldn't wait To watch another human to put a robot out in space Well we all wanna be reality stars But wouldn't it be nice to drive a second hand car Well jealousy is such an evil game If nobody was different then we'd all just look the same I'm the king of wishful thinking but I'm hit with indecision Every time I turn the TV on these days But I don't know if I'm wishing it messed up or if I'm missing All the things that I can see on the display We don't want your television promises We all know this generation follows it And I'll need a sigh of relief for the tongue and cheek Of your television promises And now it's morning in a shame old state A message on the box asking if I'm still awake I've been yawning I should leave this place The static screen is going to indoctrinate me I only hope I can make that change Or maybe even get up off my ass for just one day But then I switch the TV on again I'm watching heavy shakers bake a fucking cake I'm the king of wishful thinking but I'm hit with indecision Every time I turn the TV on these days But I don't know if I'm wishing it messed up or if I'm missing All the things that I can see on the display We don't want your television promises We all know this generation follows it I'll need a sigh of relief for the tongue and cheek of your television promises Television Promises Oh no here we go, seeing the down I'm not watching till I'm old my fucking phone Scrolling through the media trying get rid of it We don't want your television promises We all know this generation follows it I'll need a sigh of relief for the tongue and cheek of your television promises T-t-t-t-t Television promises Television promises Television promises Television
Writer(s): Richard Turvey, Ophelia Booth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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