Veruca Salt

Sleep little flea little boy me a freak
am I clean flea
I feel like men I feel like boys
I think I'm peeling

The ringing in my ears
from playing too loud
I hear the ocean I hear the crowd

I'm disconnected I am unattached
an unmade bed makes me feel like a failure
bedroom eyes lead to blurry vision
blurry visioooooooooon...

And the ringing in my ears
from playing too loud
I hear the ocean I hear the crowd

Too pale too sick too scrawny
but I'll sleep here anyway
and the sheets smell like bodies
not mine not yours not yours

It's two am and it's quiet again
where's my lip glooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooss...

And the ringing in my ears
from playing too loud
I hear the ocean I hear the crowd
and the ringing in my ears
from playing too loud
I hear the ocean I hear the crowd.