Heatmiser

secondary, secondary self for myself
a devil dog, a close call, somebody else
and your love, your love, your love
its just a wicked friend and its time that youre fighting off
are you scared that im dying
start believing in a secondary, secondary self for myself
sick pride, a dead heart, somebody else
you wanna get well on your own
but truth to tell, youve been shot to hell
youre all fucking holes
all i ever
doing things that ill never tell anybody else
im not shooting, im not shooting, im not playing
im here waiting for anybody
well i guess im not playing
melodrama, its just me
its just me
its your love, its your love
[ Mock-Up Lyrics ]