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Porridge Head

The Cruel Intentions

Come on and listen up
You're going mental, and you're out of touch
Come on and give it up
It's getting hotter will it ever stop

Waking up in bushes
When you thought you were in bed
Stains of vomit on your chest
Of food you never had

Stir the ladle in your brain
Before the crazy's boiling over
Stir the ladle in your brain
Before it's way too late

Stir the ladle in your brain
Before the crazy's boiling over
Stir the ladle in your brain
Before you end up dead
P-P-P-Porridge head!

Come on, you're heating up
Like day-old porridge in a broken cup
Come on, your nerves are fried
You fake a smile just to stay alive

Blood beneath your fingernails
And scratches on the door
You swore you left at midnight
But it's Tuesday now for sure