Letras: The Thermals. No Culture Icons.

Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly garbage
Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly garbage

More colored liquid
No scent, no skin
More stained paper
More parts per million
No new deafness
No self-reference
No cults and
No false stands
No one ideal
Know what I feel
No two the same
Know two with the same name

Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly garbage
Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly started

More colored liquid
No scent, no skin
More stained paper
More parts per million
No new deafness
No self-reference
No getting psyched on
No culture icons
No one ideal
Know what I feel
No two the same
Know two with the same name
No one ideal
Know what I feel

Oh oh oh

Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly garbage
Hardly art, hardly starving
Hardly art, hardly garbage

More colored liquid
No scent, no skin
More stained paper
More parts per million
No new deafness
No self-reference
No getting psyched on
No culture icons
No one ideal
Know what I feel
No two the same
Know two with the same name
Eyes so deep
You'd never see through
I can't fuckin' stop
Thinking about you