Freak Kitchen - Broken Food Lyrics
Are you going to say "hi" to me?What a waste of sympathyI'm stuck in my stupid miseryA self-centered son of a *****...You know, I used to wake up in a good mood most everydayNow it shifts from grey to greyI'm an arm short, but that's okMy head seems to be the problemYou can't bring me down; I'm already thereThere's nothing you can say; I no longer careI'm sorry, but you can't harm me with that attitudeI was raised on broken food...Is there anything I can do for you?Ease your conscience for a minute or two?You can try 'til your face turns blueWith this self-centered son of a *****You can't bring me down; I'm already thereThere's nothing you can say; I no longer careI'm sorry, but you can't harm me with that attitudeI've been raised on broken foodAre you going to say "hi" to me?You know I'd really like thatWhat I say and what I think might not be the same, you see...I would really, really like that