Flop Julie Francavilla Lyrics

Julie Francavilla Lyrics

Prosthetic, ovulating

And a barrel of brains if you need one

Self
hated, complicated

You're in need of a cure and she is one



(chorus)

You'll survive a vegetable 

The meat's diseased and she
said so

I won't try to persuade you anymore



Some say to just
forget her

It'll worry you well if you let it

Make everyday
pathetic

You're in need of a cure and she is one



(chorus)



A long time ago I went and lost my way

So I took
some drugs to equalize

And found someone to sympathize

Around the
moon I'm utilized