Downed - Bitter Fictions

Downed Lyrics

Ooh ooo oooDowned, downed out of my head
'Round, 'round out of my headI'm gonna live on a mountain
Way down under in Australia
It's either that or suicide
It's such a strange strain on you
Ooh, I got a mind
Over you it's not the first time
Ooh, I got a mindRainbow's crawlin' on a midday sun
But I've been lucky you're the only one
Sunday's callin', you're the number one
It's such a strange strain on you
Ooh, you think of Jesus Christ
You walk on water but don't bet your life
All you walk is a fine line
It's such a strange strain on youDowned, downed out of my head
'Round, 'round out of my headToo many people want to save the world
Another problem, is a boy or girl?
Some say, "The weekend is the only world"

It's such a strange strain on you
Ooh, I've got a mind
Over you, it's not the first time
All you walk is a fine line
It's such a strange strain on youDowned, downed out of my head
'Round, 'round out of my head
Downed, downed out of my head
'Round, 'round out of my head
Downed, downed out of my head
'Round, 'round out of my head
Downed, downed out of my head
'Round, 'round out of my head