Placenta - All Things Runnable lyrics

The night is grey and feeble Just like her - it's much too late Just like her - she looks into the mirror The little wrinkles are not sitting well on her Too pale, too plump - she thinks and cries But just a little - just a little A little eye shadow And some kajal Slightly accented lips But just a little Then a gla** of wine - or two That should do the trick Because restlessness is spreading She knows that - all too often The skirl of the bell - rude awakening But she is paralyzed Nerves are tearing apart Her mouth is dry - breathless silence Hear heart skips a beat Once she was prettier Once she was so strong How could that happen? All things runnable - she thought All things runnable She cannot Oh, she can't