White Noise

You know, that's a probably good idea

You got it now

Show me all the parts you hold close to your chest

I'll take all the parts of you your loved ones detest

Find me, I'm inside your insides, it might help

In front of my eyes as I talk to myself

What's the point of a friend?

If you're on your own in the end

With you, with them

I'd go through it all again

I'd quite like to go home now

I'll make an attempt

Knowing that I'll fuck it up

(If only you would pick me now)

Hold me in contempt

'Cause I don't wanna interrupt

(There's pretty ways to turn me down)

What's the point of a friend?

If you're on your own in the end

With you, with them

I'd go through it all again

I'd quite like to go home now

I'd quite like, the quiet life

With no one asking how or why

I'd quite like to go home now