Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alien Nosejob
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Robertson
Songwriter
Lyrics
Feel my stomach filling up with suds
Extreme amounts of soap is in my blood
I have found a hygiene solution
That starts off with the muddy, strange transfusion
Solution
Transfusion
Pain and swelling in my tongue and throat
Panicked searching for an antidote
I panic with every decision I make
Realising that I have made a mistake
Mistake
-stake
Mistake
What does the preacher (make of)
What does the preacher (make of)
What does the preacher (make of)
What does the preacher label me?
What does the preacher (make of)
What does the preacher (make of)
What does the preacher (make of)
Written by: Jake Robertson