It was the morning after the month before

And I'm looking like a nose with eyes

Take a trip or letter to make me feel better

'Cause I know my mirror never lies

Have you ever had the feeling that your life's down the can(?)

And the hand that holds the whip is not your own

Your breakfast's going cold and your routine's getting old

Is it me, this feeling insecure?



Hiding in the darkness where they can't see your eyes

In a naked city cinema

Watch the bodies rolling around on the screen

And nobody gives a damn who you are

You're surrounded by the bitter and the boring

And you wonder if you're on the turn

And again you get hurt when they're dishing the dirt

Is it me, this feeling insecure?



I haven't got time to worry 'bout the future

Well I'm busy covering up my past

Start to consider a tuck(?) behind my ears

Well I wonder if my looks will last

I could hit the bottle and the depths of despair

But come up fighting like the best

And I can tell myself that I'm winning the war

But then again I'm different than the rest



I'm not the hardest person in the world

But like the song says 'I will survive'

And I may be a wreck and a pain in the neck

But at least I feel that I'm alive

So I'll spit in your face and put you over the place

If I'm ever feeling so unsure

And you can really go to hell if you give me the soft cell

It's not me, this feeling insecure



It was the morning after the month before

And I'm looking like a nose with eyes

Take a trip or letter to make me feel better

'Cause I know my mirror never lies

Have you ever had the feeling that your life's down the can(?)

And the hand that holds the whip is not your own

Your breakfast's going cold and your routine's getting old

Is it me, this feeling insecure?



[Rap by Cindy Ecstacy - 12" only:]



Forget the lows, just live the highs

And wipe the make up from my eyes

Forget the faces that I despise

As I know my mirror never lies

I come up fighting like the best

But then I'm better than the rest

And I wonder how my looks will last

Because my love is really fast

And you wonder if you're on the turn

Oh baby won't you ever learn

That I'm a cut above the rest

Don't worry 'bout the way I'm dressed

And if my make up looks a mess

I'm not about to get depressed

'Cause I'm the one that loves to lose

Just a loser in my fucking(?) shoes

And I've got the touch and I've got the feel

To make a good time really real

I'll just spit right in your face

And push you all around the face

Just love to love, just love to live

Just love to live, just love to love

And baby are you so so sure

That you're the one that's insecure?