Cross My Heart And Hope To Die

They’ll suffocate your friends
Then beg you to forget

(Dry-eyed and your hands so stainless)
(Born right when the world was blameless)

You’re aching every day
Addicted to decay

(Side eyes in a tight formation)
(Real life at the petrol station)

I saw the PM in the lobby today
And I asked him if he had somethin’ he wanted to say

Going 'round 'round 'round like a wishing well
Going down down down like a tunnel to hell

No feeling no tears
No narcissists here
No room on that fence
(I’ve got to know)
(Don’t want to know)
There’s no dignity left

They'll paralyse the skin
Then kiss your bleeding lips

(Unclean in the paywall palace)
(Get beat by their mindful malice)

You’re trying not to crash
An itch you need to scratch

(Pure dread in the top position)
(Check twice for your paid transmission)

Well anchor me deep in apathy
And you can’t be an anarchist taking a fee
And I sold my soul for the soles on my shoes
And a coal's cold core not getting to you
(I want it)

Reflection of fear
Detention declared
Traumatic appeal
(I’ve got to know)
(Don’t want to know)
Thou shalt not steal

You want to give it a break
I want to tear this down
I want to be myself but I don’t know how