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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jon James Tufnell
Jon James Tufnell
Lead Vocals
Saint Agnes
Saint Agnes
Performer
Kitty A. Austen
Kitty A. Austen
Lead Vocals
Andrew Head
Andrew Head
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon James Tufnell
Jon James Tufnell
Composer
Kitty A. Austen
Kitty A. Austen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon James Tufnell
Jon James Tufnell
Producer
Kitty A. Austen
Kitty A. Austen
Producer

Lyrics

I got no more fucks to give!
There's a sickness inside of you.
It infects every little thing that you do.
You're sick but you just can't see it!
You're sick but you just can't see it!
It won't go away! It won't go away!
Now it's coming for me! Now it's coming for me!
It's not who I am! It's not who I am!
Not who I wanted to be!
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
How could you be so fucking thoughtless?
Your self-reflection: distorted.
So cold, so absent, so heartless.
No love to even get started.
You let me down! You let me down!
You damaged me! You damaged me!
Not who I am! Not who I am!
Not who I wanted to be!
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
There's a hole in my head.
Your voice fills it up with dread.
But today I'm gonna get out of bed.
Come round, fuck your shit up instead.
There's a hole in my head.
Your voice fills it up with dread.
But today I'm gonna get out of bed.
Come round, fuck your shit up instead.
Fuck your shit up instead.
There's a hole in my head.
Your voice fills it up with dread.
But today I'm gonna get out of bed.
Come round, fuck your shit up instead.
There's a hole in my head.
Your voice fills it up with dread.
But today I'm gonna get out of bed.
Come round, fuck your shit up instead.
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
Everything you do tells me I mean nothing to you.
Written by: Jon James Tufnell, Kitty A. Austen
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