Feeling Left Out - World War Me lyrics

Let's starve down to the bone, we're looking better boney

Who needs figure anyway?

Stay with me, stay with me,

So I can dig my nails deep in your cave

It feels better now without control, oh girl,

you look better blurry angel

Why do we need to be sanitary

when the world's so filthy anyway?

Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh

Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh

Poor unfortunate child

I can't stop running away

I'm a one life, hopeless dirty animal baby

And I bow down to my feeble brain

Aberrated, primitive

Stay with me, stay with me

No food for weeks I've never felt better

We look better famished girl

Hightail to our lush escape,

And leave our filthy world away

Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh

Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh

Poor unfortunate child

I can't stop running away

I'm on the verge of self destruction

Suffering because of my selfish vices

I'm on the verge of self destruction

Suffering because I gave up on myself and everyone

Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh

Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh

Poor unfortunate child,

I can't stop running away

Poor unfortunate child,

I can't stop running away