This feels like your last chance
To ever make the leap
Or hold on here forever
Or dive into the sea.
It feels like your mother
Has gone to set you free
You're loving every minute
It's chemical, a pesticide, a cannonball
You're lost in time.
You're such an animal
A filthy, a filthy animal
You're electric honey, you blow my brain
Face to face, we're all the same
You and me we're a waste of a paint
You're electric honey, electric
Baby put your fists down
Throw away your sword
Never beg or bother
Cause underneath the door,
Pieces come together (something's in the way)
Slowly feeling better (die another day)
You've never been a quitter (everything's okay)
Living for whatever (it's the usual or)
You're such an animal
A filthy, a filthy animal
You're electric honey, you blow my brain
Face to face, we're all the same
You and me we're a waste of a paint
You're electric honey, electric
You're electric honey, you blow my brain
Face to face, we're all the same
You and me we're a waste of a paint
You're electric honey, electric
You're such an animal
A filthy, a filthy animal
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