D***head

Jag köpte en vinterskiva igår. När gick hösten till vinter?
I den går sångerna så här:

And, this, is my brain
It's torturous analytical thoughts
Make me go insane
And I use mouthwash
Sometimes I floss
I got a family
And I drink cups of tea
I've got nostalgic pavements
I've got familiar faces
I've got a mixed-up memory
And I've got favourite places
And I'm singing "oh oh" on a Friday night

och lite så här:

You're chatting to me, like we connect
But I don't even know if we're still friends
It's so confusing,understanding you is making me not want to do
the things that I know I should do
But I trip fast and then I lose
And I hate looking like a fool
I just want your kiss boy, kiss boy, kiss boy

Om jag kunde vara någon annan för en dag skulle jag vilja vara hon. Massor av hon.