Hamburgerphobia

King Krule

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    They called a number, 'round ten to eight
    Picked up a burger, I walked away
    Sat in the park and slowly ate
    I think the birds want to murder me
    Unearthly cursed disease– human race
    Deep beneath the burger grease
    They pecked my brains
    But not much is in there
    But nobody’s safe
    Don't think they care about the state of your status
    Or how many days on Earth you was paid
    And as I lay
    The mildew soaked me through the sky
    Let me down
    I wasn't the only one who felt this way

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    My lover turned to me
    You don’t deserve to be deserving me
    You're just a waste of space
    And yeah, that's harsh
    But a valid thing to say
    She kicked me out the car
    To heavy traffic in my brain
    And it's rains and it pours
    All over and over again
    Not for the last
    One thousand and ninety five days
    I separate, I separate, I separate, I separate, I separate
    Into the minutest minuscule gaps of time and space
    Now put back together
    All my memoirs were erased
    Vanished forever
    Our love is just a fugue state

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    Composition: King Krule

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