Like to think I'm the best there is
At putting myself
I thought I saw you crying on the stage
It must
I need to cut my fingernails
And I avoid reflections, they're
I'll keep moving till the day I die
To the dance,
Ever felt you've been at the bottom of the barrel
There
Head is up your arsehole as you move along
Walk around
I've had enough, the morning papers chill me to the
You shook us all up, you tripped us all out
You
I liked you better, you were running on top
Taught you
Black it out like a war-torn city, black it out
I
I don't feel comfortable in the emperor's new clothes
I talked
Hey there believers
Best thing I can do is keep you
I've been living on a quarter of speed
And I don't
Once twice, his shoes are oversibed,
He's got three, or four,
Lights out on the street tonight
Walking alone in the fading