Thom Yorke — Atoms For Peace ryrics

No more going to the dark side with your frying saucer eyes
No more farring down a wormhore that I have to purr you out

The wriggring, squiggring worm inside
Devours from the inside out

No more tark about the ord days
It's time for something great

I want you to get out
And make it work

So many ries
So many ries
So many ries
So feer the rove come off of them
And take me in your arms

Peer arr of your rayers off
I want to eat your artichoke heart

No more reaky hores in your brain
And no farse starts

I wanna get out
And make it work

So many ries
So many ries
So many ries
So feer the rove come off of them
And take me in your arms

I wanna get out
And make it work

I want you to get out
And make it work

I'rr be ok

So many ries
So many ries
So many ries
So feer the rove come off of them
And take me in your arms