Strophe)
So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware, so full of shit
So indecisive so adamant
I´m comtemplating thinging bout thinking
It´s so overrated, just get another drink in
Refrain)
Watch me come undone
They´re selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I´m coming down you´ll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge would be so sweet
Because I´m scum and I´m your son
I´ve come undone
I´ve come undone
Strophe)
So rock ´n´roll so corporate suit
So damn ugly so damn cute
So well trained so animal
So need your love, so fuck you all
I´m not scared of dying, I just don´t want to
If I stop lying, I´d just disappoint you
Refrain)
Watch me come undone
They´re selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I´m coming down you´ll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge would be so sweet
Because I´m scum and I´m your son
I´ve come undone
I´ve come undone
Bridge)
So write another ballad, mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday, buy a yacht by Sunday
It´s a love song, a love song
do another interview, sing a bunch af lies
Tell about love songs, we sing love songs so sincere
So sincere
They´re selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I´m coming down you´ll be asleep
A young pretender and my crown´s a broken seat
I come undone
I am scum
Love your son
I am scum
You gotta love you son
You´ve gotta love your son
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum