The Damage Manual - Top Ten Severed (Psyburbia) lyrics

I am your top ten severed I am your number one Reduced to fictions dancefloor And take delirium A man of seasoned syndromes Programming mysteries A man of useless incomes Forgotten litanies You want some answers quickly You write down nothing wrong And I inquire discreetly About your favorite song It starts all good intentions It ends with falling hearts Did I forget to mention It plays before it starts You cannot play this record Its grooves are dressed to k** All daylight frames per second The chances are you will Bring out your dancing party Fill up your little room Your silver eyes enchanted They glide and shoot the moon I am your one hit wonder Your Christmas giveaway I am your stolen thunder Your "no love left today" A frozen sound diminished Out on the radio The song is never finished...