In five minutes, your whole world will reset
When what's in your stomach finally reaches your head
You took something that just mimics death
You're not invisible, I see your breath
I can see the crowds, they are upside down
Don't worry about my gown, I'll get up eventually
But you've got the mountains and you've got the hills
You've got an overflowing mound of pills
You've got some other otherworldly skills
Good fortune
She got good at waking up in her dreams
This sort of thing made her the life of the party
She'd be fast asleep by 11:15
And by 2:00 her subconscious would be sorry
Knows things she can't know, so let's just take it slow
We'll go deeper as she goes and found out if she's really psychic
The Figurants - Poor Fortune Lyrics
The Figurants - Poor Fortune Lyrics
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In five minutes, your whole world will reset
When what's in your stomach finally reaches your head
You took something that just mimics death
You're not invisible, I see your breath
I can see the crowds, they are upside down
Don't worry about my gown, I'll get up eventually
But you've got the mountains and you've got the hills
You've got an overflowing mound of pills
You've got some other otherworldly skills
Good fortune
She got good at waking up in her dreams
This sort of thing made her the life of the party
She'd be fast asleep by 11:15
And by 2:00 her subconscious would be sorry
Knows things she can't know, so let's just take it slow
We'll go deeper as she goes and found out if she's really psychic
When what's in your stomach finally reaches your head
You took something that just mimics death
You're not invisible, I see your breath
I can see the crowds, they are upside down
Don't worry about my gown, I'll get up eventually
But you've got the mountains and you've got the hills
You've got an overflowing mound of pills
You've got some other otherworldly skills
Good fortune
She got good at waking up in her dreams
This sort of thing made her the life of the party
She'd be fast asleep by 11:15
And by 2:00 her subconscious would be sorry
Knows things she can't know, so let's just take it slow
We'll go deeper as she goes and found out if she's really psychic
Writer: Matt McClure
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