My heart is a weatherballoon caught in an updraft of a chinese tax percentage, the tax percentages are unequivocaaaaaaaaaal, Unequivocaaaaaaaaal. This is the sort of lyrics you could never think of, loser. Here's a razorblade go cut yourself
Every move you make has already been done, and taken the piss out of.
I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
I grew up believing that I was fundamentally powerless.
Someone needs to tell the truth, but it shouldn't be my job.
It's a fine line between writing something with genuine emotional impact and turning into little idiots feeling sorry for ourselves and playing stadium rock.