Pick your nose with rotten toes
Dookey smells and hits new lows
Lies all start as just truth blows
Laughing at your sanity
Worthless thoughts can't bother me
Basically agitated
They say they know what I feel...but they don't know what I feel...
They say they know where I hurt...but they don't know where I hurt...
So sign the paper if you please
Till you do no one leaves
Leave your freedom at the door
Life's available at the department store
Shagging up with little girls
Buttercups and candy swirls
Sending out the nautious lies
Newly deads are self-despised
Shedding blood that sticks like glue
Now is old what once was new
Bleeding blood that sticks like glue
Now is old that once was new
They say they know what it's like...but they don't know what I'm like...
They say they know where I hurt...but they don't know where I hurt...
They say they know what I feel...but they don't know what I feel...
They say they know what I'm like...but they don't know what I'm like...
They say, they say, they lie...
They say, they say, they lie...they lie...
Passed out, knocked down to curb
Try to hit them, quickly swerve
Demons playing in my mind
I like the slimy gluey kind
Hatred, anguish and lots of malice
All is welcome in my palace
Evil doesn't acknowledge law
Abolish this what sweet demise
Burning, itching, bloodshot eyes
Celebrate this sweet demise
Burning, itching, bloodshot eyes
They say they know what I'm like...but they don't know what I'm like...
They say they know what I feel...but they don't know what I feel...
They say they know where I hurt...but they don't know where I hurt...
They say they know what I'm like...but they don't know what I'm like...
They say, they say, they lie...
They say, they say, they lie...they lie...
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, who do we appreciate?
Hate...
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, who do we appreciate?
Hate...
Writer(s): Noel Gallagher
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