Testi:
Frenzal Rhomb

I turn on the T.V. as switch off my head It's almost like bad fiction I have already read, well I think I'll come around and shoot your parents instead

Kicking & fighting that's what you know, the way you're treated only goes to show. That your popularity is all in your head, it's in your head. No-one

Kneel down, to the one who loves, Every little thing about you, that you're not confident of, Pray, to the one who waits, for five long days of torment

If it's easier to discuss this privately without you dad the minister who doesn't take kindly to your pursuits then I'll oblige. Was it you that was

Oh my god is this what we've become Spending our whole lives without a sun Devote your time to fighting off a tan It's time to stock up on your travel

Used to see that good things were in everything around Resting deep in middle class you never took it up the arse And always had it comfortable as everybody

The band has stopped the night is young... This bar is closed but there'll be more to come... She whispered softly. "I don't wanna be alone... Can me

Liquor and drugs, wasting the rewards. Well I'm feeling good, now that we're done for. Well I'm fully sick, sick of the old way. I feel like a smoke

I can hear a car alarm in the distance And I'm sitting in my attic all alone And this one wish keeps on creeping inside my pointless imagination Is that