Ok, I know I have more bad moods than anybody. I'm the misunderstood artist type :-P but it does get a teensy bit annoying when I get people saying 'i've got it much worse than you' or 'think of the people in 3rd world countries!'. I mean, how do they know they have it worse than me? And i'm not in a 3rd world country. Just. So...

'Advice Line'

Isn't it wierd how people say
Its not as bad as you think
How the hell do they know
Whats happening
Turning you to drink

Isn't it strange how people always say
They know what your like
They don't know how I hate myself
When I see me

You don't know how you make me feel
With all your wisdom and pain
You make yourself feel better
Give me no gain

(build up)

You think you know how to calm me down
Bring me back to earth
You have no idea
How you paralyse my free thinking mind

What do they do it for
Selfish bastards
Do it for themselves

(climb down)

What light do they see me in
The limelight of the fallen
The spotlight of those with
Everything to gain

Why don't I sit outside
Under those cloudy skies
It'd be better company
Under the pouring rain

Don't sit there tearing my heart out
Saying people are worse off
I don't care if they are
I just want you to fuck off

(build up)

You think you know how to calm me down
Bring me back to earth
You have no idea
How you paralyse my free thinking mind

What do they do it for
Selfish bastards
Do it for themselves

(build down)

You know you make me feel worse
Listening to you like gospel
Like i'm in some crappy church

Don't back away from me
If you've got something to say
Don't run away, no,
I'll just let you be

Yes just leave me alone
alone with my overdose
At this point i'll do anything
To get out of this chromatose

(build up)

You think you know how to calm me down
Bring me back to earth
You have no idea
How you paralyse my free thinking mind

What do they do it for
Selfish bastards
Do it for themselves

(build down)

I think i'll have to go die
Find the devil himself
Say hi
Tell him to fork god up the ass
For all he's done to me

He can go away too
Just like you...

(end on 'you' quite quick)

 

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