Hasbeen
St-st-st stage diver
Hoping that I'll see him
Reach for the sky
He stage dives
In the hope that I see the
Whites of his eyes
Ta-Teenage cries
As the man of the moment
He's trying it on again
Trying to hide
All the alopecia
Check out the media ripping me apart
For trying to have a laugh
And heaven sent American weirdos
Assuming I am
A pseudo phenomenon
And I'll never get it back
Well I never have been a hasbeen
But I've taken the number of everyone in here
Ch-ch-ch choose life
With a mad Filipino
Brought into my world
Career dive
With a suicide
That was televised
Estranged wife
Hanging out in casinos
For her clientele
She denied
Making a splash in the pornos
Check out the media ripping
Wrap your eyes around me
Call your friends
You could prize it out of me
Recompense
All this time in your head
Blind and spread with me
Wrap your eyes around me
Tell your friends
That your mind appeals to me
Venting sense
All this time instead
Blind and spread with me
I've taken the number of everyone in here
No it's not far, it's here
It's not far, it's here
Not far, it's here
Wrap your eyes around me
Don't ask questions
Hoping that I'll see him
Reach for the sky
He stage dives
In the hope that I see the
Whites of his eyes
Ta-Teenage cries
As the man of the moment
He's trying it on again
Trying to hide
All the alopecia
Check out the media ripping me apart
For trying to have a laugh
And heaven sent American weirdos
Assuming I am
A pseudo phenomenon
And I'll never get it back
Well I never have been a hasbeen
But I've taken the number of everyone in here
Ch-ch-ch choose life
With a mad Filipino
Brought into my world
Career dive
With a suicide
That was televised
Estranged wife
Hanging out in casinos
For her clientele
She denied
Making a splash in the pornos
Check out the media ripping
Wrap your eyes around me
Call your friends
You could prize it out of me
Recompense
All this time in your head
Blind and spread with me
Wrap your eyes around me
Tell your friends
That your mind appeals to me
Venting sense
All this time instead
Blind and spread with me
I've taken the number of everyone in here
No it's not far, it's here
It's not far, it's here
Not far, it's here
Wrap your eyes around me
Don't ask questions
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew William Bell, Mark Stuart Blackburn, Owen Gwynfor Davies, Philip Waters, Sean Andrew Phelan
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