Billionaire Extraordinaire (Live at New Century Hall)

We're sad but we still get high these days
Better when a conversation turns to I-I-I-I
I don't wanna think or do
I wanna set the world on fire so I can ask if it offended you
Look in the mirror, who do you see?
See yourself but not quite like yourself
You hate yourself
So do we
So do we

What now?
Watch the world as it goes round
The officers have arms now
And it feels like they're pointed at you
And it's spinning
And I'm thinking
I got a life sentence for just existing
And I might mention the world was listening
When you made Instagram

And wages, life support
And the hurricanes, and the gigs, and tours
I'm running after contrast
So you can't catch me
I'm too fast

We're sad but we still get high these days
Better when a conversation turns to I-I-I-I
I don't wanna think or do
I wanna tear the world apart so I can ask if it offended you
Look in the mirror, who do you see?
See yourself but not quite like yourself
You hate yourself
So do we
So do we

My billionaire extraordinaire
Did you grow up where the dogs get pissed?
Or where the windows sitting the Kings and Queens?
Tenner on the weather and they'll get go green from the fumes
But what are the fumes?
We put a double-barrel feather in your head today
He's your best fucking friend
Because he tells you how it is
You're a lazy little shit
Your missus is fit

No, you don't deserve a mother who endures ya
My local is miles off and yours you can walk to
Bed's got bedding, temperature's suitable
Lucky when you die, you'll have a pleasant fucking funeral
You're lucky that you're clever
Lucky that you're beautiful
Lucky that your barber understands you've got a usual
You're lucky that you're not so hard on yourself
Lucky that you never had to ask for help

We're sad but we still get high these days
Better when a conversation turns to I-I-I-I
I don't wanna think or do
I wanna tear the world apart so I can ask if it offended you
Look in the mirror, you ain't got a life
'Cause you're so far gone
And you don't know why

We're sad but we still get high these days
Better when a conversation turns to I-I-I-I
I don't wanna think or do
I wanna set the world on fire so I can ask if it offended you
Look in the mirror, who do you see?
See yourself but not quite like yourself
You hate yourself
So do we

Thank you



Credits
Writer(s): Seb Lowe
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