Something Is Squeezing My Skull

I'm doing very well
I can block out the present and the past now
I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out
Thank you, drop dead

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I can barely describe
There is no love in modern life

I'm doing very well
It's a miracle I even made it this far
The motion of taxis excite me
When you peel it back and bite me?

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I can barely describe
There is no hope in modern life

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I can't fight
No true friends in modern life

Diazapam, that's Valium
Temazepam, Lithium
HRT, ECT
How long must I stay on this stuff?

Don't give anymore
Don't give anymore
Don't give anymore
Don't give anymore
Please don't give anymore
Don't give anymore
Don't give anymore
You swore you would not give anymore

Don't give anymore
Don't give anymore
Don't give anymore
Please don't give anymore
Don't give anymore
Don't give anymore
You swore you would not give anymore

Don't give anymore
Don't give anymore
Don't give anymore
Give anymore, give anymore, give anymore
Give anymore, give anymore, give anymore, give anymore
You swore, you swore, you swore
You swore you would not give anymore
Give anymore, give anymore, give anymore
Give anymore, give anymore, give anymore, give anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Alain Whyte, Steven Morrissey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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