Testo Kitchen Sink Drama

Here, I'm looking down a sink
And tryna find a hole
In which to disappear
Before I lose control
'Cause everybody knows
You smile just like your mum
I never liked her much
She never liked me too But blame it on the lunch
What's got into you?
Now what's got into you?
Now what's got into you?
Now what's got into you?
Now what's got into you?
Now what's got into?


Oh, tryna build a house
Tryna find a home
It keeps on falling down
Leaves me all alone
It makes no sense at all
I'm searching in the walls Holding back the tears
And I can't stand you now
I never wanted this
It makes no sense at all
It makes no sense at all
It makes no sense at all
It makes no sense at all
It makes no sense at all
It makes no sense at all
It makes no sense at all
It makes no sense at all
It makes no sense at all
It makes no sense at all