So unimpressed, but so in awe
Such a saint, but such a whore
So self-aware, so full of shit
So indecisive, so adamant
I'm contemplating thinking about thinking
It's overrated just get another drink in
And watch me come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son,
I come undone
I come undone
So rock'n'roll,so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well-trained, so animal
So need your love, so fuck you all
I'm not scared of dying, I just don't want to
If I stop lying I'd just disappoint you
I come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son,
I come undone
So write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
Buy a yacht by Saturday
It's a love song
A love song
Do another interview
Sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And sing love songs
We sing love songs
So sincere
So sincere
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
A young pretender and my crowds above can see
I come undone
I am scum
Love your son
You gotta love your son
(3x)
Love your son
I am scum
(3x)
Writer(s): Per Ottestad, Robert Williams, Daniel Pierre, Ashley Hamilton
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