Wednesday 22 April 2009 photo 2/2
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So unimpressed, but so in awe.
Such a saint, but such a whore.
So self-aware, so full of shit.
So indecisive, so adamant.
I'm contemplating, thinkin' about thinkin'.
It's overrated, just get another drink and.
Watch me come undone.
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street.
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep.
If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet.
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son
I come undone
I come undone
So rock 'n' roll, so corporate suit.
So damn ugly, so damn cute.
So well-trained, so animal.
So need your love, so fuck you all.
I'm not scared of dying, I just don't want to.
If I stop lying, I'll just disappoint you.
Come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street.
Come undone
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep.
Come undone
If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet.
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son
I come undone
So write another ballad, mix it on a Wednesday.
Sell it on a Thursday buy a yacht on Saturday.
It's a love song, a love song.
Do another interview, sing a bunch of lies.
Tell about celebrities that I despise.
And sing love songs, we sing love songs so sincere.
So sincere
Come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street.
Come undone
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep.
Come undone
The young pretend you're in the clouds above the sea.
I come undone
I am scum
Love your son
You've gotta love your son
Come undone
You've gotta love you son
Come undone
Love your son
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
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Such a saint, but such a whore.
So self-aware, so full of shit.
So indecisive, so adamant.
I'm contemplating, thinkin' about thinkin'.
It's overrated, just get another drink and.
Watch me come undone.
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street.
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep.
If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet.
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son
I come undone
I come undone
So rock 'n' roll, so corporate suit.
So damn ugly, so damn cute.
So well-trained, so animal.
So need your love, so fuck you all.
I'm not scared of dying, I just don't want to.
If I stop lying, I'll just disappoint you.
Come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street.
Come undone
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep.
Come undone
If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet.
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son
I come undone
So write another ballad, mix it on a Wednesday.
Sell it on a Thursday buy a yacht on Saturday.
It's a love song, a love song.
Do another interview, sing a bunch of lies.
Tell about celebrities that I despise.
And sing love songs, we sing love songs so sincere.
So sincere
Come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street.
Come undone
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep.
Come undone
The young pretend you're in the clouds above the sea.
I come undone
I am scum
Love your son
You've gotta love your son
Come undone
You've gotta love you son
Come undone
Love your son
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
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