Got drunk, wore a dress, i'm looking my best.
I'm original, unconventional.
Stayed inside, scared of light,
Never got in fights,
I'm a lover, not a fighter.
I'm fucked up, locked down, making my sounds.
Vegetable, mineral, chemical, a typical concoction,
Whoever's watching...

This is my whole life.
Try hard, hardly try, laziness is fly;
If you've got a minute i'll show you how to wing it.
Let's get personal, don't want a funeral.
Put me in the sea with sea anemones.
I'm fucked up, locked down, making my sounds.
Vegetable, mineral, chemical, a typical concoction,
Whoever's watching...

I dropped out of school to play grunge and punk
and I learnt how to play the drums, guitar was next
but I wasn't the best, best, best, best, best, best.
I'm still not that good but i'm trying to improve my skills, my skills.
I sing in a non-traditional way but I know how to get my point across.
Don't you agree? No? Well it doesn't really matter anyway
Cos i've got nothing left to say,
got nothing left to say,
got nothing left to say.


Lyrics submitted by ShaunDivineyIsAWhore

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