Surfacing (Live In London 2002)

This song is called Surfacing

You're all going home in a body bag

You're all going home in a body bag

Now get your middle fucking fingers in the fucking air

Fuck you all

Car

Running out of ways to run

I can't see, I can't be

Over and over, and under my skin

All this attention, doing me in

Fuck it all, fuck this world

Fuck everything that you stand for

Don't belong, don't exist

Don't give a shit

Don't ever judge me

Picking through parts exposed

Taking shape, taking shag

Over and over, and under my skin

All this attention doing me in

Fuck it all, fuck this world

Fuck everything that you stand for

Don't belong, don't exist

Don't give a shit

Don't ever judge me

Don't you fucking judge me

I can't fucking hear you, London

You got all my love, livin' in your own hate

Drippin' hole, man, hard step, no fate

Show you nothing, I ain't holdin' back

Every damn word I say is a sneak attack

Get my hands on you

Ain't a fucking thing you can do

Get this, 'cause you're never gonna get me

I am the very disease you pretend to be

Get 'em in the fucking air

Get 'em up

I wanna hear you sing, motherfucker

I am the push that makes you move

I am the push that makes you move

I am the push that makes you move

I am the push that makes you move, come on

Yeah

Fuck it all, fuck this world

Fuck everything that you stand for

Don't belong, don't exist

Don't give a shit

Don't ever judge me

One more time

Thank you very much, London

We fucking love you all

We'll see you again very fucking soon

Stay sick, take care of yourself

Good night