Television

If someone talked to you
The way you do to you
I'd put their teeth through
Love yourself

And that's what they do
The bastards made you
Not want to look like you
So you pay through the nose
To look like someone else
All the weirdos on the shelf

Love yourself
Love yourself
Love yourself

I, I, I go outside, and I feel free
'Cause I smash mirrors and fuck TV
I go outside, and I feel free
'Cause I smash mirrors and fuck TV

If someone talked to you
The way you do to you
I'd put their teeth through
Love yourself

And that's what they do
The bastards made you
Not want to look like you
So you pay through the nose
To look like someone else
All the weirdos on the shelf

Love yourself
Love yourself
Love yourself

I, I, I go outside, and I feel free
'Cause I smash mirrors and fuck TV
I go outside, and I feel free
'Cause I smash mirrors and fuck TV

I spoke to God in my dreams last night
She said I'd go to heaven if my teeth was white
Medicare, Medicare, Medicare
No need for these naysayers
And the crocodile feels
And the crocodile know
And the crocodile kills

I, I, I go outside, and I feel free
'Cause I smash mirrors and fuck TV
I go outside, and I feel free
'Cause I smash mirrors and fuck TV
And the magazines

Television and magazines
Television and magazines
Television and magazines
I, I, I, I



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Frazer, Joseph Talbot, Adam Devonshire, Lee Kiernan, Jonathan Beavis, Mark Bowen
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