Hot Milk - OVER YOUR DEAD BODY

You're the Jesus of nowhere, mistaken grandeur
A fuckin' twat that stabbed my back and screwed me over
Do us a favor 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 that played me like a board game
Liar, liar, you're on fire, roll me up and make me higher
I'm broken, blue and bruised, 'cause I'm wakin' from the nightmares of you
(You know how the story goes, true colors they always show)

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
Does acting like a fake not hurt your conscience like a toothache?
I guess you don't care, a living nightmare
You think in Piccadilly's gutter, you'll find fountains of youth?

Unholy, you're problematic
All this shit, so operatic
Oh no, this might be overdramatic
But I think that I've had it
So it's time to go manic 'cause

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're the messiah of lies
Read from the Bible of the antichrist

Dead, dead
Dead, dead
Dead, dead
I know you're better off dead, dead
Dead, dead
Dead, dead
I know you're better off dead

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