OVER YOUR DEAD BODY - Live at Manchester Academy
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You're the Jesus of nowhere, mistaken grandeur
A fuckin' twer that stabbed my back and screwed me over
Do us a favour and disappear
You think you walk on water, but it's piss all over your shoes
See you next Tuesday, I'm on a rampage
A hungry hypocrite, they play me like a board game
Mayday, mayday, I'm on fire, roll me up and make me higher
Broken, bruised and bruised, 'cause I'm
Wicked from the nightmares that you inspire
Alright, let's lose some fucking braincells!
You know I'm just getting started, so just keep on losing your mind
You always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of my misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
What a cheapskate, using your mates
I was acting like a fake, not hurt your conscience like a toothache
I guess you don't care, a living nightmare
You thinkin' Piccadilly's got a young blood fountain, do you?
Unholy, you're problematic
All this shit, so operatic
Oh no, this might be over-dramatic
But I think that I've had it, so it's time to go manic
You always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of my misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
You'll never see her oblige
And from the Bible of the un-christ-christ
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead
Manchester, are you fucking with us right now?
Dead, dead, dead, dead
You know you're better off dead
You always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of my misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
Bloody hell
I can't tell you what these feelings are like without crying tears
I can't tell you what it's like, but
It's taken me getting to this point
To sing it alone
A lot of love, a lot of thanks, a lot of strength
And I just wanna thank you from the bottom of my
Heart for being here on our very first fucking album
This is an album that we produced in a
Fucking shipping container in my home
We only argued a million times
Every song's a fucking argument
But we sorted it out, what the fuck
I'm a very emotional person and this next song is written
It's the first song off our album 'Caught in the Void'
It's when I wanted to go home and see my mum but
I thought fuck it, I'll just write about what's
Going on in my heart and soul and I always said
A fuckin' twer that stabbed my back and screwed me over
Do us a favour and disappear
You think you walk on water, but it's piss all over your shoes
See you next Tuesday, I'm on a rampage
A hungry hypocrite, they play me like a board game
Mayday, mayday, I'm on fire, roll me up and make me higher
Broken, bruised and bruised, 'cause I'm
Wicked from the nightmares that you inspire
Alright, let's lose some fucking braincells!
You know I'm just getting started, so just keep on losing your mind
You always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of my misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
What a cheapskate, using your mates
I was acting like a fake, not hurt your conscience like a toothache
I guess you don't care, a living nightmare
You thinkin' Piccadilly's got a young blood fountain, do you?
Unholy, you're problematic
All this shit, so operatic
Oh no, this might be over-dramatic
But I think that I've had it, so it's time to go manic
You always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of my misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
You'll never see her oblige
And from the Bible of the un-christ-christ
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead
Manchester, are you fucking with us right now?
Dead, dead, dead, dead
You know you're better off dead
You always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of my misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Over your dead body
Bloody hell
I can't tell you what these feelings are like without crying tears
I can't tell you what it's like, but
It's taken me getting to this point
To sing it alone
A lot of love, a lot of thanks, a lot of strength
And I just wanna thank you from the bottom of my
Heart for being here on our very first fucking album
This is an album that we produced in a
Fucking shipping container in my home
We only argued a million times
Every song's a fucking argument
But we sorted it out, what the fuck
I'm a very emotional person and this next song is written
It's the first song off our album 'Caught in the Void'
It's when I wanted to go home and see my mum but
I thought fuck it, I'll just write about what's
Going on in my heart and soul and I always said