God Complex

Blood Red Shoes

I haven't seen you in months again and it feels like a couple of years
And everything you said keeps running through my head like a cooped up animal
Aggressive fires on every tyre that drives straight to your feet
Yeh you chucked me in the back
All tied up in a sack
But the solitude suits me

You left me high and you left me dry then you fed me to the wolves
There's something to be said to be woken from the dead separate the flies from fools
Did you get tired from making lies up or is it who you are?
You'd fallen through the cracks throwing out your God complex but
You won't get very far

Oh you're never gonna make me cry
Oh you're never gonna make me cry

Oh you're never gonna make me cry
Oh you're never gonna make me cry