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(Okay, folks, we′ve got a new face joining us)
(Why don't you go ahead and share a little bit about yourself?)
Hi, my name′s Oli and I'm an addict (hi, Oli)
I'm here ′cause I′m not quite all there
'Cause what used to be my idea of a laugh is
Now just me checking my pulse in my underwear
Thinking I should drop dead, eat shit, go to Hell
I could jump headfirst out the window
Dark thoughts keep on filling up in my mind, oh-oh
Kinda wanna get fucked, make love to a chainsaw
Wrap my drop-top ′round a lamppost
Not sure I'll be coming back down this time
Hello, Oli, you fucking knob head, yeah!
Did you think you had us fooled?
And, baby, I know that I told you I was out of the woods
But I still left a key under the mat for the wolves
So maybe I should drop dead, eat shit, go to Hell
I could jump headfirst out the window
Dark thoughts keep on filling up in my mind, whoa
Kinda wanna get fucked, make love to a chainsaw
Wrap my drop-top ′round a lamppost
Not sure I'll be coming back down this time, fuck it
Got out on good behaviour
I′m sorry, kid, but I can't be your saviour
I don't know what you expected
So maybe I should drop dead, eat shit, go to Hell
I could jump headfirst out the window
Dark thoughts keep on filling up in my mind
Kinda wanna get fucked, make love to a chainsaw
Wrap my drop-top ′round a lamppost
Not sure I′ll be coming back down this time (time)
'Cause I′m fucking losing it, get a grip, ignore all the signs
The voices in my head keep telling me I'm fine
Out of luck, what the fuck? What am I gonna do?
Where did it go wrong?
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Writer(s): Daniel Jamie Lancaster, Jordan Keith Fish, Oliver Scott Sykes, Zachary Joseph Cervini, Lee Malia, Mat Nicholls, Daisuke Daidai Ehara, Lonely Speck Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
