Sometimes I mishear lyrics

Magic for me

Magic make no sound

Echo for me, It good for me

echo for me underground, underground It good for me underground, underground

Magic got me,

really got me down

And let me tell myself It made me kill myself

from Gorillaz - 5/4

A grey sky, a bitter sting

And under the boughs unbowed,

all clothed in snowy shroud

She had no heart so hardened.

All under the boughs unbowed...

Each feather, it fell from skin

Till threadbare as she grew thin.

How were my eyes so blinded?

Each feather, it fell from skin.

And I will hang my head,

Hang my head low,

And I will hang my head,

Hang my head low

From The Crane Wife Part 3 by The Decemberists

This Be The Verse by Phillip Larkin

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.

They may not mean to, but they do.

They fill you with the faults they had

And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn

By fools in old-style hats and coats,

Who half the time were soppy-stern

And half at one another's throats.

Man hands on misery to man.

It deepens like a coastal shelf

Get out as early as you can,

And don't have any kids yourself.