We call it Something else To disguise Our memory Do you recall? The carpet shops? Those little books That help you make decisions
Am I the bad one? Yep, yes I am
I couldn’t eat Another thing No more pages and pages of crispy skin
Am I the bad one? Yep, yes I am Thought it could change me, well here I am Am I the bad one? Yep, yes I am Thought it could change me, well here I am
All those words That I read Do nothing How I think Selfishly Crispy skin Hit them once Not again
Wide eyed My first day Your first day How we’ve changed I don’t wince While I read Tucked in bed What's wrong with me? We keep them underground We keep them on our page We love their crispy skin 'Cause it’s something that we crave We keep them round the back And we keep them on our page We love their crispy skin 'Cause it’s something that we crave One hit right between eyes It’s become so easy that’s no surprise One hit right between the eyes It’s become so easy to take a life
Am I the bad one? Yeah, yes I am Thought it could change me Well here I am Well here I am Well here I am
All those words That I read Do nothing How I think
The blood drips drips faster than you can think The blood drips drips faster than you can think
