Braindead

Maybe it's her hair
Maybe it's the way she wears that stare
From a glance it's clear
Her feelings have been commandeered

And she may think to herself
That I think to myself
But nothing's further from the truth
I'm an idiot

I'm so lucid
So goddamn stupid
Staying useless
I'm used to it
And you may think to yourself
That I think to myself
But nothing's further from the truth
I'm an idiot like you

Release the hounds
It's all over now
You've been found out
By everyone
We're going down
Just you and me now
Fuck this town
Let's get out

And you may think to yourself
That I think to myself
But nothing's further from the truth
I'm an idiot like you

Braindead
Braindead
Braindead
Braindead



Credits
Writer(s): Simon Keller
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