Shoot Your Lover

I’m born and buried

Slow waves of magic breath

Dried up on sherry

You breathe on your own again

Turn that proud down

Turn that proud down

Die drawing figures of eight

Sleeping while you’re awake

Cheap and dirty dopamine rush

Fried, keep the pressure applied

Stick to eat, fuck and die

You know it’s nothing personal

Shoot Your Lover

Best friend chemical

All cynical and it’s terminal

Blood cell irreverence

Cheap medicine

All skeleton

Die drawing figures of eight

Sleeping while you’re awake

Cheap and dirty dopamine rush

Fried, keep the pressure applied

Stick to eat, fuck and die

You know it’s nothing personal

Shoot Your Lover

You’re shot down after all