Do you believe in me
I'm Andy Cole's tortured soul lost out again in front of goal
I wish I had your cocaine confidence
Some girls are easier on the eye but could you take the silent lives
I wish I had your full on arrogance
But I'm a white witch, mad bitch, hooked on drugs the jury's out, the lawyer shrugs
The angel on my shoulder falls asleep
...
I thought I was Columbus, turns out Antarctic Scott
And I always ate my friends along the way
But don't ask about the reasons nor reason with my aims
The closer you'll appear the less I'll say
...
Silent fool but give me time and I might prove, I could do anything I choose
I'm Andy Cole's tortured soul lost out again in front of goal
I wish I had your cocaine confidence
But I'm a white witch, mad bitch, hooked on drugs the jury's out, the lawyer shrugs
And all the wine you had just left me sober
Valerian
We all go where nobody knows our name
And don't cry if crying means you're sorry
Whatever the case I always felt out of place
As a matter of fact I always felt like that around you
I'm disinclined to toe the line
Under your thumb where I've become unwanted
Immediate Circle
I'm gonna change my immediate circle
Of friends
I'm gonna run away and join the circus
Oh yeah
I'll be assistant to the
Blind knife thrower
Better that than being
Factory fodder order...
In my darkest hour of need
They all become make believe
And they pretend that they are sleeping...
I'm Andy Cole's tortured soul lost out again in front of goal
I wish I had your cocaine confidence
Some girls are easier on the eye but could you take the silent lives
I wish I had your full on arrogance
But I'm a white witch, mad bitch, hooked on drugs the jury's out, the lawyer shrugs
The angel on my shoulder falls asleep
...
I thought I was Columbus, turns out Antarctic Scott
And I always ate my friends along the way
But don't ask about the reasons nor reason with my aims
The closer you'll appear the less I'll say
...
Silent fool but give me time and I might prove, I could do anything I choose
I'm Andy Cole's tortured soul lost out again in front of goal
I wish I had your cocaine confidence
But I'm a white witch, mad bitch, hooked on drugs the jury's out, the lawyer shrugs
And all the wine you had just left me sober
Valerian
We all go where nobody knows our name
And don't cry if crying means you're sorry
Whatever the case I always felt out of place
As a matter of fact I always felt like that around you
I'm disinclined to toe the line
Under your thumb where I've become unwanted
Immediate Circle
I'm gonna change my immediate circle
Of friends
I'm gonna run away and join the circus
Oh yeah
I'll be assistant to the
Blind knife thrower
Better that than being
Factory fodder order...
In my darkest hour of need
They all become make believe
And they pretend that they are sleeping...

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