Sometimes I wish I was robotic.
All mechanical, and made of steel.
Sometimes, I wish I never knew you,
All my problems, would turn to dust.
I would never be like you are,
I would never act that way
And like in 1953
I’ll burn you like a book
Sometimes, I wish I was narcotic,
Full of heroin, and tranquilized
Sometimes, I wish I was psychotic,
Leaving everything behind
I would never be like you are,
I would never act that way
And I like in 1953
I’ll burn you like a book
Sometimes I hurt myself on purpose
Just to see if I am still alive
Sometimes, I wake up late at night
And I realise, there’s nothing left behind
I would never be like you are,
I would never act that way
And I like in 1953
I’ll burn you like a book
I would never be like you are,
I would never act that way
And I like in 1953
I’ll burn you like a book
Sometimes… sometimes… sometimes…
Sometimes