Bullet
Gone for days
Cut the chase
Bite the bullet time
Ease the pain

Give me something new she said
Tell me something new instead

Fornicate
A love to break

I know we're all so self obssessed, so materialistic, over-sexed
I know we're all so self assured, burn a hole right through this perfect world

Blown away
Learn to taste
Find the essence now
Shake the frame

Give me something new she said
Tell me something new instead
Give me something new she said
Tell me something new instead

I know we're all so self obssessed, so materialistic, over-sexed
I know we're all so self assured, burn a hole right through this perfect world

Yeah, I wish I could be like you
Yeah, I wish I could be like you

We held their place, and stars come down, I must confess
She said...
I must contest we're too far gone, our hands won't mesh
She said...

You're the milk
Ease the guilt
There's no substitute
You're the milk

I know we're all so self obssessed, so materialistic, over-sexed
I know we're all so self assured, burn a hole right through this perfect world

Yeah, I wish I could be like you
Yeah, I wish I could be like you
Yeah, I wish I could be like you
Yeah, I wish I could be like you

Album: Come Back Around

Variants: None
Well goddamn if that wasn't the hardest song to try and write out lyrics for. They're most likely way off, so any corrections would be much appreciated. As far as this song goes, I was highly surprised, as this is certainly the heaviest bit Feeder have ever penned, and quite uncharacteristically brimming with anger and angst. In short, I quite enjoyed, as seems to always happen with B-sides. Again, they redeem a very poor album, so I'm all happy. The only thing that's a little lame is the fact that they used verbatim a line from San Diego. But then again, they have released over 100 songs throughout their career, so I guess a little repetition is unavoidable.