Wakey, wakey you little shit.
The sun is up so you can whine about it.
All the clowns have wet their pants.
The toilet's blocked with cigarettes and the room is full of Elephants.
You're not sure whether to suck or blow
Now your heart's been taught to beat and go.
Your blog's a pantomime of lies
And you cut yourself with butterflies
You can't force the world to love you
Hidden underneath of your bed
But it's ok coz you're fucked up in the head.
Sleepy-byes you little cunt.
The moon is up so you can join the bitch hunt.
Now the slaves are shitting bricks.
Trying to make it through the night while god performs some parlor tricks.
You're no one and you're no one's taste
Get online kicks below the waist
Your hemispheres are polarised and your photo smile's a crap disguise
You can't force the world to love you
From the corner of your bed
But it's ok coz you're fucked up in the head.
La la la la la...
You're not sure whether to suck or blow
Now your heart's been taught to beat and go.
It takes no balls to terrorize
And a whole damned life to realise
You can't force the world to love you
From a single sex stained bed
But it's ok coz you're fucked up in the head.
