Fake Soul - Bunkbed

You were probably asleep

When I lit the match

Poured the gasoline

Over my sorry head

What were you dreaming of

During that blissful sleep?

Its not your problem now

It’s over, at least I thought it was

It’s over, it never ends

It’s over, at least I thought it was

It’s over, it never ends

I’m glad I got this out

I feel ridiculous

I’ll see you later on

I won’t be missed

It’s over, at least I thought it was

It’s over, it never ends