Pyjama Girl

He stood on your fingers
When you scrubbed his kitchen floor
You mean you didn’t get a note
From the Bloody Tower
Saying you were on their waiting list
That’s strange
They usually send forms in advance
To those chosen to be slaves
That’s you «K»
That’s you «K»
Not the UK!
I think you need to get out of this life
You are my friend
You are my only friend
Are you my friend?
You are my violent friend
Kick me
Beat me
Crush and defeat me
No excuse because life will never be the same again
For me
For me
I think you need to get out of this life
Do you know just how I feel
Because the way that you stand
With your saviour in your hand reveals you
Kick me
Beat me
Crush and defeat me
Because I’m «K»
I’m «K»
Not okay
Not okay
I think you need to get out of this life
I think you need to get out of this life
I’m not me
I’m not me
I’m not me
I’m not me