So why don't you just fucking forget about me?
It's not like you even know my name, or realise
We're just stuck in the fucking dirt, buried up to our necks
Antibody
| VERSE 1 |
I am the son of a God you claim doesn't exist, I've got a bomb in my back pocket
But if it doesn't go off, no one will die
Because I'm not surrounded by anyone
I live on a lonely shack on the hill, staring down at the rest of the universe
I've got monsters like H.P Lovecraft, living in my fucking mind.
| CHORUS |
I'm inside and I can't get out
I'm inside and I can't find myself
I'm inside and I can't get out
I'm inside and I can't find myself
| VERSE 2 |
Tentacles come out my ears just to show
the rest of the world who I am
It's such a difference making an impression
First ones, oh they never work
But inside theres a cereal killer
Who kills Captain Crunch
With a whole sack of tumours and cornflakes
Tumours, and Cornflakes
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