I want to, I want to be someone else or I'll explode

Floating upon the surface for

The birds, the birds, the birds



You want me, well fucking well come and find me

I'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches

And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing



You want me, well, come on and break the door down

You want me, fucking come on and break the door down

I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready

I'm ready