Guillotine Songtext
von Mansionair

Woo
Ah, ah
Yeah

I got one, two, 99 problems
And the cig′ in my hand, it ain't one
And I′m tryna quit, but I can't as I flick through the 'Gram
Like I′m starin′ down the barrel of a gun

The tip of the iceberg meltin' in the sun
A glimpse of the climate change, gettin′ warm
Little ol' me, that′s the eye of the storm
Wish I could turn my mind off for a month

Take my head away from me
Antoinette, sweet Marie
Chop it off, squeaky clean
I got thoughts nobody needs
Down below, buried deep
Let me go, set me free
Body's strong, but mentally
Lost my mind, guillotine


Lost my mind, guillotine

Doctor, there′s a patient waitin' in the hall
We don't know what′s wrong, maybe it′s his dome
Every X-ray seems to show an evacuation zone
And I think we need to operate now

And if all goes well, he'll return to the world
And can stand without crutches or help
Yeah, if all goes well, he′ll return to the world
And get praised for the records he sells

Take my head away from me
Antoinette, sweet Marie
Chop it off, squeaky clean
I got thoughts nobody needs
Down below, buried deep
Let me go, set me free
Body's strong, but mentally
Lost my mind, guillotine


Guillotine
Lost my mind, guillotine
Lost my mind, guillotine
Guillotine

And if all goes well, he′ll return to the world
And can stand without crutches or help
Yeah, if all goes well, he'll return to the world
And get praised for the records he sells
And if all goes well, he′ll return to the world
And can stand without crutches or help
Yeah, if all goes well, he'll return to the world
And get praised for the records he sells

Lost my mind, guillotine
Lost my mind, guillotine
Lost my mind, guillotine
Lost my mind, guillotine