Bedroom Floor

Lyrics
Sitting on my bedroom floor Don't know what I do it for Every time you kick the door, what for? 'Cos you'll never kick it in And nobody is listening Tomber malade mange tout mon frère And then... Hate the sound, of what comes out Open wide, your bitter mouth Frustration, get things done, over-run, I'm not finished... Go outside and have some fun Don't come back until it's done Not the same as when we're young Landed on all the clichés Enjoy them less with passing days Grow sick of all your friends And then... Hate the sound, of what comes out Open wide, your bitter mouth Frustration, get things done, over-run, I'm not finishhhhhh Hate the sound, of what comes out Open wide, your bitter mouth Frustration, get things done, over-run, not finished...x2
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