Suicide is in my blood,
it always was
But it doesn't evaporate in the light anymore
And this world is no place for a mind or a thought
No it's not,
well that's been said before
The space and the words still know who I am
And I know they don't owe me anything Not after what I've done
Put on my radiation suit and slip away
I'm on the run from what I've become
And this life I've suicided picks up a whole lot of different speeds
And I know they don't owe me anything Not after what I've done
Yeah,
Monday night on the grapevine,
beating around the bush,
into the baseline,
thinking
about the time when I was down,
singing slow and out of control
I'm hot hot so say what you think about me I'm not gonna cry cause I,
I don't care
I'm hot hot so say what you think about me I'm not gonna cry cause I,
I've done nothing
I've done nothing
But they forget anything
Like how I don't start with you breaking
my arms and chopping and chopping me down
So I fit in your laptop
I've done nothing