How I Taught Myself to Scream
Gareth David, Tom Bromley
Hey! You want some universal truths like
"In your heart, you know we're right"
You faked your death in a game of charades
So you know how to get me hot
We get by on four hours sleep a night
And we never get tired, only tired of you
So swap an alibi for an alibi
Tonight's the night we all uprise
I proof-read your biography
Hum to the tune of a tragedy
And your very existence is a monument
To how I taught myself to scream
We'll bulldoze this city, plough it to the ground
But with two steps you just build something... worse
We get by on four hours sleep a night
And we never get tired, only tired of you
So swap an alibi for an alibi
Tonight's the night we all uprise
I proof-read your biography
Hum to the tune of a tragedy