Top Ten Severed Lyrics - The Damage Manual

I am your top ten severed 

I am your number one 

Reduced to fictions dance floor 

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 kill 

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