Woorden: Heatmiser. Untitled.

Well you shouldn't doctor yourself
Well I pictured somebody else
Someone who looks like
What I look like

Would you say that the one of your dreams
Got in you and ripped out the seams
That's what I'd say
That's what I'd say

He was a sucker for your double dose
Motherf***er turned white as a ghose
Don't you say hi
Don't you say hi

With your broken sink for a face
In a head that just takes up space
He's not half right

He's not half right

It's already half past
And it won't last

I was sticking up for my friend
Well there's nothing much to defend
It's a lost fight
It's a lost fight

Cos when I talk to you on the phone
Well, it's just like being alone
It's not half right
It's not half right