Mum said that I would forget my head
If it weren't screwed on
Bumping a sad string quartet
In my headphones
As my theme song
I attempt to jog the memory loss
Nostalgically eat candy floss and supplements I bought from a quack
Perhaps I need some stronger sauce
It's hung like an albatross
Around my neck - it's breaking my back
Lose every Monopoly game
We would play
On the weekend
Think I lost my virginity
Under a tree
Now that's some achievement
And think back in retrospect
I should've had more respect
No regrets but hindsight's a bitch
I should have practiced safer sex
Should have practiced happiness
Should have scratched every itch
And it's all downhill from here
So I buckle up and hope I'll survive this slippy slope
I'm an unwilling volunteer
Like an animal
Under a microscope
I used to run like the wind
Out of my skin
Throw up on the back seat
If I was out on a whim
I'd drop you my pin
And you would play taxi
I attempt to jog the memory loss
Eat my grandma's apple sauce
Take me back to meat and two veg
I remember fighting with my boss
Paid holiday and travel costs
I've no idea what happened next
And it's all downhill from here
So I buckle up and hope I'll survive this slippy slope
I'm an unwilling volunteer
Like an animal
Under a microscope
Like an animal
Under a microscope
Like an animal
Under a microscope
And it's all downhill from here
So I buckle up and hope I'll survive this slippy slope
I'm an unwilling volunteer
Like an animal
Under a microscope
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