A song a day 39

You want me?

Fucking well come and find me




I'll be waiting

With a gun and a pack of sandwiches
I want to.
I want to be someone else.
Or I'll explode
Floating upon
The surface for
The birds
The birds
The birds

You want me?
Fucking well come
And find me
I'll be waiting
With a gun and
A pack of
Sandwiches
And nothing
Nothing
Nothing

Nothing

You want me
Well come on and
Break the door down
You want me
Fucking come on and
Break the door down
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready

I'm ready
And nothing