Lyrics The Sheila Divine

The Sheila Divine

Hum

In my mouth there is a hurricane

Just let it out

On the radio a bunch of fakes

Just shut them down

Hum along

And regret it

Cause you alone

Would get it

God don't make the laws

When i get bored i use novocaine

To numb the sound

I'm the sixth spice, the heavyweight

I bring the frowns

Hum along

And regret it

Cause you alone

Would get it

God don't make the laws

I'm the heavyweight

And i don't know why

I got the sixth sense

To make the girls cry

How unamerican

How unamerican

To leave em fainting

Waiting for a breath