Amyl and the Sniffers - Cartoon Darkness Lyrics
Jerkin'
You're a dumb cunt, you're an asshole
Every time you talk, you mumble, grumbles
Need to wipe your mouth after you speak
'Cause it's an asshole, bum hole, dumb cunt
You are ugly all day, I am hot always
You are just a critic and you want to hit it
You are f*cking spiders, I am drinking riders
Don't wanna be stuck in that negativity
Keep jerkin' on your squirter
You will never get with me
I don't wanna be stuck inside that negativity
Keep jerkin' on your squirter
You will never get with me, yeah
Jerkin' on your
Squirter, cunt
Jerkin' on your
Yeah, yeah, go get some
Last time I checked, I've got success
'Cause the losers are online and they are obsessed, typin'
They be on my pictures having wipin', dick hole
I be on the internet killing it all
They like all my outfits and hate my success
I am the talk, bitch
I am the best yet
Don't wanna be stuck in that negativity
Keep jerkin' on your squirter
You will never get with me
I don't wanna be stuck inside that negativity
Keep jerkin' on your squirter
You will never get with me, yeah
Jerkin' on your
Squirter, cunt
Jerkin' on your
Yeah, yeah, go get some
Smack, smack, smack
Wank, wank, wank
Ooh, yeah, yeah
Go get some
Writer: Bryce Keith Wilson, Declan Jack Mehrtens, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Chewing Gum
I was trialing through fire, but never more
I left with burns, but I left with nothing more
I was lapping up the water that poured from your mouth
But, but it wasn't enough to put out the lasting drought
Here I am, a vision
So far out don't rob me of young
Don't you know? That I can't come
But just for once
And just for love
I'm stuck on you, just like a chewing gum
I was hoping for a good time but there was only bad
Don't you get caught up in stuff you never had
I was drowning in the air, it blew through my ears
I couldn't hear then, only the siren's song
I'm the cork board, you were the pin, but no one came to work that day
The office empty and thеre was nothing to say
But just for once
And just for love
I'm stuck on you, just likе a chewing gum
Life is short, life is fun and I'm young and so dumb
Stuck on you like a chew like a chewing gum
I'm the sneaker on the athlete, sometimes my soul's worn thin
But there is backups, when there is skin in the game
I was dreaming of a dinner that would fill up my plate
I was doing the dishes, cleaning, but I never ate
I'm the voice of my young self when I was just a child
She sings 'Hey hey girl, you are doing fine'
Life is short, life is fun, I am young and in love
Stuck on you, just like a chewing gum
Life is short, life is fun, I am young and so dumb
Stuck on you like a chew like a chewing gum
Just for once
Here I am
A vision
Hold on tight
Give me something, I'm alive, just for once I ride
[Instrumental]
Just for you, I don't have to be so crazy
Stuck on you, stuck on me
Can't you see me baby?
You were giving me the spotlight, I was in it
I was young and in desire, I'm a winner
Can you put your heart down there?
Are you with me?
Can you live your life large, baby? I believe it
I used to be oh so tough, but for love I'll be dumb
Stuck on you, stuck like glue, stuck like chewing gum
Writer: Declan Jack Mehrtens, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Tiny Bikini
Ooh, you like it when I stay up late
Is there anywhere in this world a dream can't take me?
Ooh, I know it's technically my space, but
I'm the only one here in a bikini
Ooh, I just wanna wear my bikini
Ugh, I just wanna wear my shorts
Eh, there's too many snags at the party
Eh, so I'm just gonna walk
Ooh, you think the world is not man enough?
So I'm gonna inject some of this cunt
Ooh, if I didn't show up in something spicy
The cold world would feel even more icy
Ooh, I just wanna wear my bikini
Ugh, I just wanna wear my shorts
Nah, there's too many snags at the barbie
Yeah, so I'm just gonna walk
My shorts, my lips, my hair
My tiny-eeny-weeny bikini
Ahh
Ooh
Yeah
Writer: Bryce Keith Wilson, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Big Dreams
You got them big dreams, you wanna get out of here
You're sick of being stuck in the apartment
Ya strapped for cash and well, you don't know where to start
It isn't easy with the price of living
But oh, I know, it's coming 'round again
Another birthday and another year older
Oh, I know, it's comin' 'round again
Just take a breath and get yourself together, I swear
Hey! When ya get down
Ooh! You're a lit one
Never been a dull one
Always been a big star
Hey! When ya get down
Ooh! You're a lit one
Always been a big star
Never been a dull one
It isn't easy when the town's full of broken hearts
Can you be holding on any tighter?
Just take a breath and get out of this place
I know you can just get yourself together
But oh, I know, it's coming 'round again
Another birthday and another year older
Oh, I know, it's comin' 'round again
Just take a breath and get yourself together, I swear
Hey! When ya get down
Ooh! You're a lit one
Never been a dull one
Always been a big star
Hey! When ya get down
Ooh! You're a lit one
Always been a big star
Never been a dull one
You wanna get outta here
You wanna get outta here
You wanna get outta here
Just take a breath and get yourself together, I swear
You got them big dreams
You wanna get out of here?
You wanna get out of here?
You wanna get out of here?
Writer: Declan Jack Mehrtens, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
It's Mine
Find me kicking with my back against the wall
I am sick of holding this shit on own
I cannot be faking it fast because if I like it enough then it is mine
I will not be told what I control
With my gut in the wind as it gets up
I be thinking that this is a war
And I think I am right 'cause it is destruction, ugh
Perfect thoughts
Perfect gut
Perfect, it might not be perfect, but it is mine
What do I open my mouth to?
Consumed by the masses I don't know
I don't care that the water's foreign
If I like it enough, then it is mine
What choice do I really have?
Confused by the things that consumed me
What is the Consumerism Act?
Because if I like it enough, then it is mine ugh
Not my thoughts
Not my home
Not mine, if I like it enough, then it is mine, ugh
Not my thoughts
Not my home
Not mine, if I like it enough, then it is mine, ugh
If I like it enough, then it is mine, ugh
Writer: Declan Jack Mehrtens, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Motorbike Song
I wanna ride you like a Harley D
You got the intelligence and ya yearn for me
And you're not-, not sure that you're living free
'Cause baby, baby, ya thinking too much
Support the girls in the industry
You got the money, better pay the fee
I wanna feel like the moty-b going down the highway
Rushing with the breeze
Baby, you do it so well
Have you got the passion, got the touch?
Can you be the bike? Can you be the f*ck?
I wanna feel like the moty-b going down the highway
Going over speed
Are you sure that ya living free?
'Cause every day you work and sleep
Let go of the past and only see what's in front of me
'Cause baby, you do it so well
Baby, you do it so well
Baby, you do it so well
Are you sure that you're living free?
I wanna be like the moty-b
I wanna be like the moty-b
Riding down the highway, going over speed
Are you sure that you're living free?
Every day you work and sleep
Every day you work and sleep
But not tonight, going over speed
I wanna be like the moty-b
I wanna feel like I'm living free
I wanna ride like the moty-b
Rushing down the highway, going over speed
Baby, the night is for me
Baby, the night is for me
I wanna be like the moty-b
I wanna feel the air and the breeze
I wanna rush down the highway at the night time
Only in front of me
Baby, the night is for me
Baby, I'm feeling so free
Writer: Fergus William Foster Romer, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Doing In Me Head
Leather's done
Leather's done up so tight
Driving
Head first into cartoon darkness
Can't see
Travel back to cosmic planes
Whisper
Whispering, "I'm home"
Acne
All over my face
The feminine masculine perfectionist, I swear, it's true
Thoughts of the masses that go across the room
Balloon where the head should be
I am sick of ignoring
Ignoring the fantasy
I am sick of promising everyone that I am the same as others
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head, head, head, head
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head, head, head, head
Weather's changed
Weather's changed up so fast
Driving
Headfirst to natural disaster
Eggshells
Underneath my feet
Pink toes
I can see them bleed
Data
Brightens up my screen
The outrage connects big tech, I swear it's true
Thoughts of the gen that were fed by a spoon
Cocooned child where the man should be
I am sick of ignoring
Ignoring the fantasy
I am sick of promising everyone that I am the same as others
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head, head, head, head
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head, head, head, head
Slapped in a fish tank
Underneath the skin
There's a heart that beats
But it's never gonna beat like yours
'Cause the corset under a rib tight, rib cage
There is nothing where the pulse should be
I am sick of ignoring
Ignoring the fantasy
I am sick of promising everyone that I am not the same as others
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head, head, head, head
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head
It's doing in me head, head, head, head
Writer: Declan Jack Mehrtens, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Pigs
You're a sucker, yeah, you're stuck in the slipstream
I'm a rocker, yeah, I'm living the wet dream
You think you're wild but I think that you're docile
Wrangle rebels, can you wrangle the muscle?
You think you got it? Yeah, you think you got it?
We're going nowhere, yeah, we're going nowhere
We're going nowhere, yeah, we're going nowhere, alright
'Cause we're all pigs after all
'Cause we're all pigs after all
'Cause we're all pigs after all
And we gobble it up, yeah
Conformity, well, I don't like the sound of it
Stuck in the slipstream and I wanna get out of it
They say you win, but you can only lose, I swear
You want the noose or you want the electric chair?
Oh, no
You think you got it? Yeah, you think you got it?
We're going nowhere, yeah, we're going nowhere
We're going nowhere, yeah, we're going nowhere, alright
'Cause we're all pigs after all
'Cause we're all pigs after all
'Cause we're all pigs after all
And we gobble it up, yeah
Yeah
Writer: Declan Jack Mehrtens, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Bailing On Me
Wrapped up in cotton, it seems you've forgotten who was your girl
All of the ceiling, I stare at a feeling, why does fruit turn into soot?
Left high and dry, water fills my eye, why do you have to go?
Like the season, it changes mountain tops into snow
Damn, here I go again, I'm heartbroken
I know that you're bailing on me
Damn, here I go again, I'm heartbroken
I know that you're bailing on me
Like fruit gone rotten, our love was once spot on, now you look down your nose
Broken for romance, the bittersweet moon dance, you said you loved me the most
Now, I have to go try to make it on my own, oh no
Damn, here I go again, I'm heartbroken
I know that you're bailing on me
Damn, here I go again, I'm heartbroken
I know that you're bailing on me
Damn, here I go again, I'm heartbroken
I know that you're bailing on me
Damn, here I go again, I'm heartbroken
I know that you're bailing on me
Writer: Declan Jack Mehrtens, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
U Should Not Be Doing That
Good morning, can you sink off your skin?
I was struggling to tell you where I have been
'Cause I've been running around, making mess of meself
I know how you feel about that, you told me once when I showed you that
But I am trying my best to get it on
Not everybody makes it out alive when they are young
I was in Tokyo showing off my crack
And you told me that I should not be doing that, hey
I was in L.A. shaking my shit
While you were down in Melbourne saying, "F*ck that bitch"
You were in New York getting shit on
And they were down in Melbourne saying, "You should not be doing that"
I'm in my head, doing the work
I'm putting on thеse shoes and thesе socks 'cause I gotta get outta here
Another person saying I'm not doing it right
Another person tryna give me some kinda internal fight
But I'm working on my worth, I'm working on my work, I'm working on who I am
I'm working on what is wrong, what is right, and where I am
I know my worth, I'm not the worst, you told me once I was
I cannot do this anymore, I gotta hit the buzz
Writer: Fergus William Foster Romer, Bryce Keith Wilson, Declan Jack Mehrtens, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Do It Do It
Do it, do it
Do it 'til it's done
Would you travel 'cross the country, baby?
Would you tackle all the tides in the sea?
Did you say that you were wanting it
'Cause when you whisper it sounds like a need?
Would you sacrifice a part of yourself
Before it brings you down to your knees?
Well, it can't be done, and no, it can't be done
At least that's what they said
But I was climbing up the mountaintop
And they were still tucked in their bed
Yeah, yeah
Do it, do it
Do it 'til it's done
When it's time for the trial, baby
And the judge is there in your face
Will you say that you rode it dirty?
Or you're saying that you made a mistake (no, no)
And when you get to the mountain top
Will ya put all the snow on your nose? (Oh, yeah)
Well, it can't be done, and no, it can't be done
At least that's what they said
But I was climbing up the mountaintop
And they were still tucked in their bed
Like wow
Do it, do it
Do it 'til it's done
Yeah, yeah
Do it, do it
Do it 'til it's done
Writer: Declan Jack Mehrtens, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Going Somewhere
They say you're too big for your boots, well, go and find a pair that fit
There's no door to heaven, I don't think that it exists
And don't you know the best roses are always grown out of cow shit?
Well, that's it
'Cause I know that I'm going somewhere, will you come there too?
And I know that you're going somewhere, can I come with you?
Thick and through
Yeah, I know that I'm going somewhere, will you come there too?
Woo-hoo
Turn off your thoughts, turn off your phone, turn off everything you've got
Anyone can find dirt, it takes hard work to get that gold
Before you get old
'Cause I know that I'm going somewhere, will you come there too?
And I know that you're going somewhere, can I come with you?
'Cause we're thick and through
And I know that you're going somewhere, can I come with you?
'Cause we're thick and through
I take you on your word, I take you on your word, I take you on your word for what you said
Ugh, turn off your phone, turn off your thoughts, turn off everything you have
I take you on your word, I take you on your word, I take you on your word for what you meant
'Cause I know that I'm going somewhere, can I go there too?
And I know that you're going somewhere, can I come with you?
I take you on your word, I take you on your word, I take you on your word for what you said
Yeah, I know that I'm going somewhere, will you come there too?
Writer: Declan Jack Mehrtens, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Me And The Girls
Me and the girls don't care if we're ugly, me and the girls are out having fun
You and the boys are playing your Xbox, you and the guys are sooking, so dumb
You and your boyband, ugly and hairy, me and the girls are snazzy and hot
You and your boyband look frumpy grumpy, you and the boys look ugly as f*ck
Me and the girls are drunk at the airport
(Can you believe it? It's open bar)
Me and the girls are drunk at the airport
(Can you believe it? It's open bar)
Me and the girls are stealing our napkins, me and the girls don't want to be taxed
Me and the girls want free abortions, you and the boys can't even get waxed
Me and the girls, we don't want protection, me and the girls don't want to be boxed
Me and the girls are gonna go party, you and the boys can shut the f*ck up
Me and the girls are drunk at the airport
(Can you believe it? It's open bar)
Me and the girls are drunk at the airport
(Can you believe it? It's open bar)
Skip forward a couple hours, I've had about eight too many shots
I am crawling home, I'm going past the shops
Get a bag of chippies and a snack
If I make it home, well, I'll get fat
'Cause I wanna lay in the bed while I'm wasted
Tomorrow, I'm gonna have a dead head
Then I will wake up again
Pick up my phone, get the headache
You'll be knocking on my door to get workin', I'll be thinking, "F*ck this jerk"
And again, it goes around, never learn my lesson in this town
Wanna go party all the time, everything else keeps me in line
Writer: Bryce Keith Wilson, Declan Jack Mehrtens, Amy Louise Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group