Texty

I made a deal with god while my body was shaking like a casserole Feeling prone to deadly repercussions I said into my pillow Yesterday it got in my head that going to bed was keeping me down down Isn't this the cemetery lifestyle I woke up in a Nando's carpark dressed in a banana suit This wouldn't bother me so much if I owed a banana suit Holding my breath, checking my pulse, And feeling like death is following me round round Isn't this the cemetery lifestyle I pop in for tea it gets to be a quarter to 3 I'd better leave now now I pick up the phone about to go broke I'm heading out down town Isn't this the cemetery lifestyle
Writer(s): Brian Christinzio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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