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Some boys hate themselves
Spend their lives resenting their fathers
Some girls hate their bodies
Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback

Saying, "God, make me famous
If you can't, just make it painless"
Just make it painless

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Assisted suicide
She dreams about dying all the time
She told me she came so close
Filled up the bathtub and put on our first record

(God, make me famous)
(If you can't) Just make it painless
Just make it painless

It goes on and on, I don't know what I want
On and on, I don't know if I want it
On and on, I don't know what I want
On and on, I don't know if I want it

(On and on, I don't know what I want
On and on, I don't know if I want it
On and on, I don't know what I want
On and on, I don't know if I want it)

Some girls hate themselves
Hide under the covers with sleeping pills, and
Some girls cut themselves
Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback

(Some boys get too much)
Too much love, too much touch
Some boys starve themselves
Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback)

Creature comfort, makes it painless
Bury me penniless and nameless
Born in a diamond mine
It's all around you, but you can't see it
Born in a diamond mine
It's all around you, but you can't touch it

Sayin', "God, make me famous"
If you can't, just make it painless"
Just make it painless

It's not painless
She was a friend of mine
A friend of mine
And we're not nameless, oh

It goes on and on, I don't know what I want
On and on, I don't know if I want it
On and on, I don't know what I want
On and on, I don't know if I want it

(On and on, I don't know what I want
On and on, I don't know if I want it
On and on, I don't know what I want)
Well, if you're not sure, better safe than sorry

Creature comfort, make it painless

Creature comfort, make it painless

We're the bones under your feet
The white lie of American prosperity
We wanna dance, but we can't feel the beat
I'm a liar, don't doubt my sincerity
Just make it painless

Creature comfort, make it painless

Creature comfort, make it painless

Writer(s): William Butler, Tim Kingsbury, Jeremy Gara, Richard R Parry, Win Butler, Regine Chassagne

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