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Cellular – King Krule

Lyrics by：Archy Marshall

Composed by：Archy Marshall

There\’s a television

There\’s a television speaking to me

There\’s a French girl

On my television

She\’s crying in the palm of my hand

In moving mental

I read the paper or just the photo

I rip one out in my hand

There\’s a massacre across the ocean

I can see it in the palm of my hands

(Me hundo cada vez más al fondo)

Below the ground floor

I\’m losing signal we\’ve lost connection

I left her dying she was still crying

And now she\’s lying in my head

Above the shrapnel flying

Next door\’s wobbling

But I\’m riding to the end

What am I good for

I\’ve got no signal

Abandoned to the voice in my head

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone my ex

I phone


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