Documentary

One, two, three I saw a girl in a documentary She'd die in a couple of days So I trashed my flat, broke all the windows Cried and I hated myself She wants to live, but probably won't And I will survive though I don't care at all Love is a lie and God is a fraud, you know Ooh-ooh-ooh, why do I feel lost sometimes? Ooh-ooh-ooh, why do I don't care sometimes? Ooh-ooh-ooh, why do I feel scared sometimes? Ooh-ooh-ooh, why do I don't care most of the time? Mmm I saw somebody wearing a dress With cuts on her face and scars on his neck While some angry guy starts kicking their chest And left no room to breath I wanted to scream, be somebody else But I ran away and then I pissed myself He stole their dress and I stole their faith, you know Ooh-ooh-ooh, why do I feel lost sometimes? Ooh-ooh-ooh, why do I don't care sometimes? Ooh-ooh-ooh, why do I feel scared sometimes? Ooh-ooh-ooh, why do I don't care most of the time? Mmm I saw a girl in a documentary She'd die in a couple of days