Byron’s Song Songtext
von Poster Children

I can′t seem to kill myself
I can't seem to get anything done
Can′t get anything done

I've got too much time to think
My mind has always got
Something to think about, something to think about

Give me a week another week to get it right Get it working
No time to cheat, cheat complete
I'll get it straight, nothing′s working

When I′m asleep I am awake
When I wake up, this is when I start to dream
This is all a dream


I don't want to go outside
Inside′s enough to keep me occupied
Gotta keep occupied

No time to cheat, cheat complete
I'll get it right, get it working
Give me a week another week
I′ll get it right, get it working
Get it done tomorrow, get it done today
Even it it takes my life I'll get it done today
Get it done tomorrow, get it done today
Even it it takes all year I′ll get it done today

Well I can't seem to kill myself
I can't seem to get anything done, can′t get anything done

No time to cheat, cheat complete
I′ll get it right, get it working
Give me a week another week I'll get it straight, get it working