supertonic

Little at a time to fulfilling my fate Ripping out my tongue and nail it to my face Chemicals in forgetting my name Vinegar in so I can pickle my day Cranial clouds am I making this train When I meet hayley I am gonna complain Always on the move cos I never feel safe Shoulda learned now I got nothing to say I got nothing to say Nothin' I got nothing to say I thought that when the moment came that you would be ready I'm sorry for assuming you had thought of that already Administered the novocaine turning into jelly Moving a similar way to newspaper and telly Your eyes looked sad and your body was frayed Your hair's brown but the roots are turning grey Always on the move 'cos I never feel safe Shoulda learned now I got nothing to say I got nothing to say Nothin' I got nothin'