Shower of Scorn

You think I'm cool and interesting, I can tell
It just goes to show that you don't know me too well
And when you say we should go back to your place
I want to cut the features off of my face

I feel disgusted by your interest in me
There is no good that you could possibly see
It's just a bag of tricks, I'll tell you for free
A copy of something I think I probably saw on MTV

What's this over my head?
A left hand coloured in red?
What's this sat in my bed?
A shapeless animal dread

What if I told you I do not have a soul?
Behind these eyes is just a fucking black hole
You'd take my hands and say it cannot be true
But that's because I have been lying to you

What's this over my head?
A left hand coloured in red?
What's this sat in my bed?
A shapeless animal dread?

I'm better off dead
Berate me, negate me, cremate me
I hate me

What's this over my head?
A left hand coloured in red?
What's this sat in my bed?
A shapeless animal dread?

Berate me, negate me, cremate me
I hate me



Credits
Writer(s): Jamie Edward Lenman, Sean Genockey, Angus Macfarlane Cowan, Harry Peter Goodchild, Daniel James Kavanagh
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