****
Braindead, getting tired
feeling bored, uninspired
i don't care, and i can't
I can hear the future calling
Yeah its calling out to
spare a thought for the unwashed youth
who're told they're not
you think I’m simple don’t you
well what the hell do
cant seem to shake off
this permanent headache
I don’t think that
Theres this girl
i dont see her anymore
wants "us" plutonically
cos her
there are over two thousand
songs containing the word 'love'
and you
i've got no direction
i've got no ambition baby
got no real
maybe I’m a weirdo
maybe just an in-joke
maybe I’m a schizo
so
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