Talkshow Boy - I Cut Myself lyrics
[Talkshow Boy - I Cut Myself lyrics]
It's like 36 degrees here
Celsius
Don't hate this until you rate this
Don't knock this until you rock this
(That's right)
Come on, Adrian, sing us a song
(Come on, Adrian, sing us a song)
I cut myself shaving
It wasn't intentional, yeah
I went to a party
I put a picture of you in my wallet
I wore a suit, suit, suit
It did not suit my style
I wore my brand new belt (uh huh)
And now I know how Ian Curtis felt
Oh, my little pretty one, I touch myself
I touch myself
And everywhere I look I always
Find myself aside myself
I think I'm all together
But I tear myself apart
Because I cut myself
I cut myself
I cut myself
I cut myself
Shaving
You fuck yourself way too hard
You wouldn't be cool if it weren't for the
Lessons that you learned in The Bell Jar
In the white room, you shoot me dead
I'm in the air, in subatomic particles
In my bathroom and in my bed
With Hustler magazine
I read it for the articles
Oh, my little pretty one, I touch myself
I touch myself
And everywhere I look I always
Find myself aside myself
I think I'm all together
But I tear myself apart
Because I cut myself
I cut myself
I cut myself
I cut myself
Oh, my little pretty one, I touch myself
I touch myself
And everywhere I look I always
Find myself aside myself
I think I'm all together
But I tear myself apart
Here's a list of cute foods (what?)
Squash
Chicory
Bubble and Squeak
Pork pie
Fairy bread
Dim sims
And potato cakes (ham)
Ham on the bone
Ham in general
Creme Caramel
Dr. Pepper
(Choc-tops)
Paddle Pops
Gummi Bears
Gingerbread men
Chupa Chups
Red Rum
Souffle
Guacamole
Toffee Apple
Hot dog
Abalone
Kompot
Chicken strips
Sorbet
Eggs Benedict
Gravy
Brain
Celsius
Don't hate this until you rate this
Don't knock this until you rock this
(That's right)
Come on, Adrian, sing us a song
(Come on, Adrian, sing us a song)
I cut myself shaving
It wasn't intentional, yeah
I went to a party
I put a picture of you in my wallet
I wore a suit, suit, suit
It did not suit my style
I wore my brand new belt (uh huh)
And now I know how Ian Curtis felt
Oh, my little pretty one, I touch myself
I touch myself
And everywhere I look I always
Find myself aside myself
I think I'm all together
But I tear myself apart
Because I cut myself
I cut myself
I cut myself
I cut myself
Shaving
You fuck yourself way too hard
You wouldn't be cool if it weren't for the
Lessons that you learned in The Bell Jar
In the white room, you shoot me dead
I'm in the air, in subatomic particles
In my bathroom and in my bed
With Hustler magazine
I read it for the articles
Oh, my little pretty one, I touch myself
I touch myself
And everywhere I look I always
Find myself aside myself
I think I'm all together
But I tear myself apart
Because I cut myself
I cut myself
I cut myself
I cut myself
Oh, my little pretty one, I touch myself
I touch myself
And everywhere I look I always
Find myself aside myself
I think I'm all together
But I tear myself apart
Here's a list of cute foods (what?)
Squash
Chicory
Bubble and Squeak
Pork pie
Fairy bread
Dim sims
And potato cakes (ham)
Ham on the bone
Ham in general
Creme Caramel
Dr. Pepper
(Choc-tops)
Paddle Pops
Gummi Bears
Gingerbread men
Chupa Chups
Red Rum
Souffle
Guacamole
Toffee Apple
Hot dog
Abalone
Kompot
Chicken strips
Sorbet
Eggs Benedict
Gravy
Brain