Produced and Directed by Josh Harris Production Company: Welcome The Machines Director of Photography: David McKinnar 1st AD: Alix Gardiner Gaffer: Daniel Faizan Best Boy: Alex Konis Production Design: Josh Harris, Steve Lees, Joseph Gaines Production Assistant: Rhys James Hair and Makeup: Jessica Jenkins Edit and VFX: Josh Harris, Dmitriy Molokovskikh Cast: Isaac Jones, Conny Fong, Stefan Wreath, Katie Coy
Lyrics: does your mum still buy your clothes cause I know you're still at home you're getting too old all your moneys rolled up your nose
how's your business workin' out such an entrepreneur clown how to win friends influence them let you down
and I heard you're getting drunk at bars still overdrawing credit card bills slot machines casinos what's your deal cause you're livin like a baller on a budget of bout twenty dollars plus my rent money you borrowed
and I think maybe you're lost I'm exhausted always cutting you off stop calling me josh
and I don't wanna talk when you're knockin off drunk at four o'clock I thought you were blocked fuck off stop calling me josh
fuck off stop calling me josh
I know you only call tryna patch things up and all maybe start with all the holes you left in the wall and I think you're kinda narcissistic you should see a therapist it's getting all kinds of ridiculous
and I know you're gonna hear this song on all the playlists it comes on and all the girls who've dated josh will sing a long and say
I think maybe you're lost I'm exhausted always cutting you off stop calling me josh
and I don't wanna talk when you're knockin off drunk at four o'clock I thought you were blocked fuck off stop calling me josh
fuck off stop calling me josh
and I think maybe you're lost I'm exhausted always cutting you off stop calling me josh
and I don't wanna talk when you're knockin off drunk at four o'clock I thought you were blocked fuck off stop calling me josh
Peach PRC - Josh (Official Video)Peach PRC2021-03-12 | The official “Josh” music video by Peach PRC. Listen & download the song here: http://peachprc.lnk.to/joshYD
Produced and Directed by Josh Harris Production Company: Welcome The Machines Director of Photography: David McKinnar 1st AD: Alix Gardiner Gaffer: Daniel Faizan Best Boy: Alex Konis Production Design: Josh Harris, Steve Lees, Joseph Gaines Production Assistant: Rhys James Hair and Makeup: Jessica Jenkins Edit and VFX: Josh Harris, Dmitriy Molokovskikh Cast: Isaac Jones, Conny Fong, Stefan Wreath, Katie Coy
Lyrics: does your mum still buy your clothes cause I know you're still at home you're getting too old all your moneys rolled up your nose
how's your business workin' out such an entrepreneur clown how to win friends influence them let you down
and I heard you're getting drunk at bars still overdrawing credit card bills slot machines casinos what's your deal cause you're livin like a baller on a budget of bout twenty dollars plus my rent money you borrowed
and I think maybe you're lost I'm exhausted always cutting you off stop calling me josh
and I don't wanna talk when you're knockin off drunk at four o'clock I thought you were blocked fuck off stop calling me josh
fuck off stop calling me josh
I know you only call tryna patch things up and all maybe start with all the holes you left in the wall and I think you're kinda narcissistic you should see a therapist it's getting all kinds of ridiculous
and I know you're gonna hear this song on all the playlists it comes on and all the girls who've dated josh will sing a long and say
I think maybe you're lost I'm exhausted always cutting you off stop calling me josh
and I don't wanna talk when you're knockin off drunk at four o'clock I thought you were blocked fuck off stop calling me josh
fuck off stop calling me josh
and I think maybe you're lost I'm exhausted always cutting you off stop calling me josh
and I don't wanna talk when you're knockin off drunk at four o'clock I thought you were blocked fuck off stop calling me josh
I have this dream One recurring theme That I try to ignore A decade away we meet in a grocery store And you look the same, with just a few greys A blonde little girl who tugs on your shirt And she looks nothing like me
Guess it’s been a while and she has your smile And I don’t look back after I turn the aisle I’m stood by the parking when I taste my heart beat And drop to my knees and wake up
I couldn’t wish congratulations Cause I choke on the words when I say ‘em I’m afraid it’s not a dream Now it’s so bittersweet Cause I’m happy we met But I’m glad she was next Now I’m nothing but a touchy subject It’s for the best
I have this fear The off and on years would slow and finally end And you’ve settled down and now it’s permanent And now you don’t call or miss me at all I’ve finally patched up the holes in the wall I guess it’s nothing really
Cause it’s been a while and gold’s not my style But she pulls it off cause I’m not versatile I’m stood by the garden, till death do you part and I can’t speak so I hold my peace
I couldn’t wish congratulations Cause I choke on the words when I say ‘em I’m afraid it’s not a dream Now it’s so bittersweet Cause I’m happy we met But I’m glad she was next Now I’m nothing but a touchy subject It’s for the best
A white baby gate fixed in my hallway Stays haunting the house with the angels we made It wasn’t our time At least wasn’t mine But if souls return then tell them I said hi
I couldn’t wish congratulations Cause I choke on the words when I say ‘em I’m afraid it’s not a dream Now it’s so bittersweet Cause I’m happy we met But I’m glad she was next Now I’m nothing but a touchy subject It’s for the best
I’m happy we met but I’m glad she was next Now I’m nothing but a touchy subject It’s for the best
Produced and Directed by Josh Harris @joshharris.au DOP: David McKinnar 1st AC: Bek Hawkey Gaffer: Steve Schofield LX Assistant: Alan Fraser Choreographer: Mitch Woodcock, New Ground Collective Associate Choreographer: Lauren Seymour, New Ground Collective Stylist: Benjamin Bates Hair & Makeup Assistant: Jessica Jenkins BTS Photographer: Cameron Grant Edit: Josh Harris VFX: Joel Benji Sculpting Artist: Darihan Mullenger Colour Grade: Josh Harris Dancers: Lauren Elton, Bella Choundary, Teresa Ameneiro, Tahlia Petreska Special thanks to Steve Lees, Paul Paoliello,Vintage Garage, LAÔMA Atelier
Official Lyrics for "Like A Girl Does"
They could never love like a girl does Like a girl does
Baby put your thigh against just where I like I wanna get it right let’s do this, do this Gentle with my hands My tongue it understands your language Cause a man is clueless, clueless
They want your body, body Think you’re a hottie, hottie It’s nothing but sexual They’ll never read it, read it Know how to treat it, treat it Need that intellectual
You know the type, the typical guy Swearing he’ll change you if you give him a try (Change you if you give him a try) It doesn’t click, his head’s too thick He think he’s gonna change your mind with his dick (Ugh, as if)
They could never love like a girl does Like a girl does Love like a girl does They could never fuck like a girl does Like a girl does Fuck like a girl does Like honey but sweeter The grass here is greener If god is a woman I’ve seen her, uh oh They don’t have the touch like a girl does Like a girl does Touch like a girl does
Come on over close, I’m taking off my clothes I bet you wanna know so taste it, taste it Pretty little pearl, you’re such a good girl If it’s a man’s world I’ll take it, take it
They want your body, body Think you’re a hottie, hottie It’s nothing but sexual They’ll never read it, read it Know how to treat it, treat it Need that intellectual
I’m in the club, he’s acting all tough He’s showing off thinking he’s picking me up (Thinking that he’s picking me up) He’s tryna pitch, he’s hoping I’ll switch Like I would give this pussy up for a bitch (Ugh, as if)
They could never love like a girl does Like a girl does Love like a girl does They could never fuck like a girl does Like a girl does Fuck like a girl does Like honey but sweeter The grass here is greener If god is a woman I’ve seen her, uh oh They don’t have the touch like a girl does Like a girl does Touch like a girl does
They could never love like a girl does Like a girl does They could never fuck like a girl does Like a girl does
Executive Producer: Chris Pereira Director: Skyler Brown Creative Director: Liz Hart Producer: Stacey Branson Director of Photography: Jake Vriezelaar Editor: Andrew Ros Music & Talent: Annie Shapiro + Sam Mackoff
http://vevo.ly/v8NeRoPeach PRC - Loved You Before (Live Performance) | VevoPeach PRC2023-08-03 | Peach PRC - Loved You Before. An exclusive performance for Vevo.
Executive Producer: Chris Pereira Director: Skyler Brown Creative Director: Liz Hart Producer: Stacey Branson Director of Photography: Jake Vriezelaar Editor: Andrew Ros Music & Talent: Annie Shapiro + Sam Mackoff
Can we go outside for a walk? Blaire told me you guys were hitting it off She kissed me in the bathroom, and she said It’s just for attention I’m making her jealous, you guessed it I’m not a good friend but she doesn’t know that She’s gonna hate me but I want you so bad (I want you so bad)
Kiss me, I’m not scared If she’s gone, I swear I’m done tryna play it fair, I don’t care Touch me, I’m alone I want you on your own She might want you but I do too If you only knew Baby I’m perfect for you Baby I’m perfect for you
Harley had a party you were at You were in boots and a cowboy hat Jenna said you knew my music And next week you’re playing for Kaya Now I can’t betray her I’m not a good friend but she doesn’t know that She’s gonna hate me but I want you so bad (I want you so bad)
Kiss me, I’m not scared If she’s gone, I swear I’m done tryna play it fair, I don’t care Touch me, I’m alone I want you on your own She might want you but I do too If you only knew Baby I’m perfect for you Baby I’m perfect for you
Even though the gods are crazy Even though the stars are blind If you show me real love baby (Baby I’m perfect for you) I’m in your sweater, don’t wanna upset her But I can do what she can do so much better (So much better)
Kiss me, I’m not scared If she’s gone, I swear I’m done tryna play it fair, I don’t care Touch me, I’m alone I want you on your own She might want you but I do too If you only knew (Even though the gods are crazy, even though the stars are blind) (If you show me real love baby) Baby I’m perfect for you (Even though the gods are crazy, even though the stars are blind) (If you show me real love baby) Baby I’m perfect for you
Don’t ask me if I’m doing fine Let’s crack open another wine I watch porn just for the storyline Don’t eat unless it’s salted lime
I’ll say the truth is I miss you, it hurts I can’t think until I’m drinking first Kicking and screaming, crash into the mess I’ll never stop They’re calling the cops on my address
Forever drunk Forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk It hurts too much to sober up Just let me be forever drunk Now I’m dancing over silver cans Pretending they’re adoring fans So I’m forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk
I’m standing in the party line I’m crashing, need another high Not tears, it’s glitter in my eyes (I swear I’m not crying) Keep dancing while I reapply
I’ll say the truth is I miss you, it hurts I can’t think until I’m drinking first Kicking and screaming, crash into the mess I’ll never stop They’re calling the cops on my address
Forever drunk Forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk It hurts too much to sober up Just let me be forever drunk Now I’m dancing over silver cans Pretending they’re adoring fans So I’m forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk
What if I can’t ever get over you? Show my grandkids pictures of us two I’m afraid to miss you for that long If I’m in love and I know our times up
Forever drunk Forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk It hurts too much to sober up Just let me be forever drunk Now I’m dancing over silver cans Pretending they’re adoring fans So I’m forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk
Don’t ask me if I’m doing fine Let’s crack open another wine I watch porn just for the storyline Don’t eat unless it’s salted lime
I’ll say the truth is I miss you, it hurts I can’t think until I’m drinking first Kicking and screaming, crash into the mess I’ll never stop They’re calling the cops on my address
Forever drunk Forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk It hurts too much to sober up Just let me be forever drunk Now I’m dancing over silver cans Pretending they’re adoring fans So I’m forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk
I’m standing in the party line I’m crashing, need another high Not tears, it’s glitter in my eyes (I swear I’m not crying) Keep dancing while I reapply
I’ll say the truth is I miss you, it hurts I can’t think until I’m drinking first Kicking and screaming, crash into the mess I’ll never stop They’re calling the cops on my address
Forever drunk Forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk It hurts too much to sober up Just let me be forever drunk Now I’m dancing over silver cans Pretending they’re adoring fans So I’m forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk
What if I can’t ever get over you? Show my grandkids pictures of us two I’m afraid to miss you for that long If I’m in love and I know our times up
Forever drunk Forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk It hurts too much to sober up Just let me be forever drunk Now I’m dancing over silver cans Pretending they’re adoring fans So I’m forever drunk Now that you’re gone I’m forever drunk
I heard my dad pray over a football game Guess God had time that day Is there a shortlist order of importance Or is it just luck based Listen I’m just confused with The work that He’s doing And I mean this respectfully
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity With God when He’s a freak
Under the covers Watching some cheerleaders I’m His biggest concern Don’t worry about it Kids that’ve sinned get sick Enjoy your red carpet Listen I’m just confused with The work that He’s doing And I mean this respectfully
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity
With God when He’s a freak And the church choirs in session Hello God here’s my confession Sorry I’m not quite anointed Weird you’re acting like my boyfriend
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity With God when He’s a freak
I heard my dad pray over a football game Guess God had time that day Is there a shortlist order of importance Or is it just luck based Listen I’m just confused with The work that He’s doing And I mean this respectfully
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity With God when He’s a freak
Under the covers Watching some cheerleaders I’m His biggest concern Don’t worry about it Kids that’ve sinned get sick Enjoy your red carpet Listen I’m just confused with The work that He’s doing And I mean this respectfully
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity
With God when He’s a freak And the church choirs in session Hello God here’s my confession Sorry I’m not quite anointed Weird you’re acting like my boyfriend
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity With God when He’s a freak
I heard my dad pray over a football game Guess God had time that day Is there a shortlist order of importance Or is it just luck based Listen I’m just confused with The work that He’s doing And I mean this respectfully
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity With God when He’s a freak
Under the covers Watching some cheerleaders I’m His biggest concern Don’t worry about it Kids that’ve sinned get sick Enjoy your red carpet Listen I’m just confused with The work that He’s doing And I mean this respectfully
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity
With God when He’s a freak And the church choirs in session Hello God here’s my confession Sorry I’m not quite anointed Weird you’re acting like my boyfriend
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity With God when He’s a freak
I heard my dad pray over a football game Guess God had time that day Is there a shortlist order of importance Or is it just luck based Listen I’m just confused with The work that He’s doing And I mean this respectfully
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity With God when He’s a freak
Under the covers Watching some cheerleaders I’m His biggest concern Don’t worry about it Kids that’ve sinned get sick Enjoy your red carpet Listen I’m just confused with The work that He’s doing And I mean this respectfully
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity
With God when He’s a freak And the church choirs in session Hello God here’s my confession Sorry I’m not quite anointed Weird you’re acting like my boyfriend
God is a bit of a freak Why’s He watching me getting Railed on the couch Staying pure for a wedding He’s got fucked up priorities God is a bit of a freak Like what’s the fixation On hating the way He creates so Why would I spend my eternity With God when He’s a freak
I heard songs romanticise her bloodshot eyes and getting high they drift off on fitted sheets he’ll kiss her over Colgate teeth
how can I love myself when I’m so draining to everyone else so I’ve been told I’m heavy to hold
they say they won’t run way fix you is only pretty when it’s sung by Coldplay they’ll kiss me manic dream pixie don’t wanna love me cause it feels too risky and I understand it’s all I’ve been told I’m heavy to hold
I hear cars pull up outside ring doorbells but they’re never mine play sitcoms VHS laugh tracks echo the friends that left how can I brave this storm when I just burn them tryna keep warm so I’ve been told I’m heavy to hold
they say they won’t run way fix you is only pretty when it’s sung by coldplay they’ll kiss me manic dream pixie don’t wanna love me cause it feels too risky and I understand it’s all I’ve been told I’m heavy to hold
lay me down I’m getting tired I’ll be around if you decide I’m hard to love there’s no denying if you’ve had enough thanks for trying
they say they won’t run way (they won’t run away) fix you is only pretty when it’s sung by Coldplay they’ll kiss me manic dream pixie (they don’t wanna they don’t wanna love me) don’t wanna love me cause it feels too risky and I understand it’s all I’ve been told (I been told) I’m heavy to hold (I’m heavy to hold) too heavy to hold I’m heavy
Credits: Director - Stephanie Jane Day Producer - James Robert Woods Cinematographer - Dimitri Zaunders Costume - Designer Lisa Twomey Stunt - Coordinator Harry Dakanalis HMU - Amelia Fell Gaffer -Tom Keyes
1st AC StephFurdek 1st AC - Trudi Gultom 2nd AC - Alyssa Montgomery 2nd AC - Tahira Donohoe Bales
Stunt Assist - Mark Le Cornu Stunt Assist - Aidan Gillett Production Design - Laura Anna Lucas Art Director - Alecia John Wardrobe Assist - Hilary Thackway Playback Operators - Forest Lin & Logan Kilbey Runner Logan - Kilbey Stunt Car - John K. Angel VFX Hollywood Colourist - Alina Bermingham BTS Stills - Tim Baker BTS Video - Mitch Mey
Thanks Rebecca Robertson, Haslin Constructions, Adam Wilkinson, Paul Paoliello, Paper Moose, Alexander O. Smith, Sue Garnsey, Panavision, Ben Toyer, Philip Partridge, Scarborough/Wombarra SLSC, John K. Angel, D1 Studios, Jon Wong, Jayne Whitehead, Sara Best, Tom Best and James Woods xx.
Official "Heavy" Lyrics:
I heard songs romanticise her bloodshot eyes and getting high they drift off on fitted sheets he’ll kiss her over Colgate teeth
how can I love myself when I’m so draining to everyone else so I’ve been told I’m heavy to hold
they say they won’t run way fix you is only pretty when it’s sung by Coldplay they’ll kiss me manic dream pixie don’t wanna love me cause it feels too risky and I understand it’s all I’ve been told I’m heavy to hold
I hear cars pull up outside ring doorbells but they’re never mine play sitcoms VHS laugh tracks echo the friends that left how can I brave this storm when I just burn them tryna keep warm so I’ve been told I’m heavy to hold
they say they won’t run way fix you is only pretty when it’s sung by coldplay they’ll kiss me manic dream pixie don’t wanna love me cause it feels too risky and I understand it’s all I’ve been told I’m heavy to hold
lay me down I’m getting tired I’ll be around if you decide I’m hard to love there’s no denying if you’ve had enough thanks for trying
they say they won’t run way (they won’t run away) fix you is only pretty when it’s sung by Coldplay they’ll kiss me manic dream pixie (they don’t wanna they don’t wanna love me) don’t wanna love me cause it feels too risky and I understand it’s all I’ve been told (I been told) I’m heavy to hold (I’m heavy to hold) too heavy to hold I’m heavy
Official ""Christmas Kinda Sucks” Lyrics: (This Christmas kinda sucks)
This tree looks kinda high, then again so do I Can’t smoke up a mistletoe but damn I tried I hate this winter theme, it’s 38 degrees A bump’s the only snow I’ll ever see
Warming my soul with the coal Stripping on the north pole Maybe I’m just a little too old Ruined my nights with these lights All this Styrofoam white And my gingerbread house is on fire
So sorry Mariah and Michael I think Christmas kinda sucks Santa’s weird and reindeers are just a few UPS trucks And I know I should be happy enough But I’m gonna get rum drunk Bah humbug I think Christmas kinda sucks
Sorry Mariah and Michael I think Christmas kinda sucks Santa’s weird and reindeers are just a few UPS trucks And I know I should be happy enough But I’m gonna get rum drunk Bah humbug I think Christmas kinda sucks (This Christmas kinda sucks)
My parents hate their exes, so I split between addresses Avoiding conversations with the less progressive Now I hate to complain but it’s just another day I’d rather take a brandy than a candy cane
Warming my soul with the coal Stripping on the north pole Maybe I’m just a little too old Ruined my nights with these lights All this Styrofoam white And my gingerbread house is on fire
So sorry Mariah and Michael I think Christmas kinda sucks Santa’s weird and reindeers are just a few UPS trucks And I know I should be happy enough But I’m gonna get rum drunk Bah humbug I think Christmas kinda sucks
Sorry Mariah and Michael I think Christmas kinda sucks Santa’s weird and reindeers are just a few UPS trucks And I know I should be happy enough But I’m gonna get rum drunk Bah humbug I think Christmas kinda sucks
Sorry Mariah and Michael I think Christmas kinda sucks Santa’s weird and reindeers are just a few UPS trucks And I know I should be happy enough But I’m gonna get rum drunk Bah humbug I think Christmas kinda sucks
I've been bad Santa Done some things I shouldn't do Don't be mad Santa Oh I hope you'll still come through
Oh holy night, is playing on the radio You’d be surprised, the things I’ve done since you’ve been gone, so Go ahead and check your list Cos I know I’m not getting no gifts Cos you know I...
I've been bad Santa Done some things I shouldn't do Don't be mad Santa Oh I hope you'll still come through Yea I’ve been good (For so so long) A little fun never hurt no one I’ve been bad Santa But I’m still waiting up tonight
Don’t be shy, come in Cuz this story’s gonna take all night, baby Lets pour a drink No no cookies and milk, won’t cut it this time See my name on your list Let me change your mind with a kiss Cos you know I..
I've been bad Santa Done some things I shouldn't do Don't be mad Santa Oh I hope you'll still come through Yea I’ve been good (For so so long) A little fun never hurt no one I’ve been bad Santa But I’m still waiting up tonight
Lyrics: Don’t tell my doctor that I’m day drinking again Cause he’ll say it’s cause I’ve got a problem keeping friends He says I fill the void with boys and overspend But I think he likes me, maybe I’m a narcissist
So I think I’m cured This time I’m sure It’s different than before
And he said hey, I know you’re okay But don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day He said don’t put all your eggs in one basket Just cause you saw the world through some peach coloured glasses It’s all just symptomatic
It’s all just symptomatic (Hey, I know you’re ok, don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day)
I tried some crystals I was told would fix me up Cause my solar plexus had a hole that needed love Call me a sceptic, but I kept it to myself Think amphetamine’s the only crystal that’d help
So I think I’m cured This time I’m sure It’s different than before
And he said hey, I know you’re okay But don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day He said don’t put all your eggs in one basket Just cause you saw the world through some peach coloured glasses It’s all just symptomatic
It’s all just symptomatic (Hey, I know you’re ok, don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day)
Doc you’re no fun You just sedate me I guess I’m crazy oh Under my tongue Self-medicated Had a good day
He said hey, I know you’re okay But don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day He said don’t put all your eggs in one basket Just cause you saw the world through some peach coloured glasses It’s all just symptomatic
Symptomatic He says I’m manic, maybe I’m manic (It’s all just symptomatic) Doc you’re no fun You just sedate me I guess I’m crazy oh It’s all just symptomatic
Official Lyrics: Don’t tell my doctor that I’m day drinking again Cause he’ll say it’s cause I’ve got a problem keeping friends He says I fill the void with boys and overspend But I think he likes me, maybe I’m a narcissist
So I think I’m cured This time I’m sure It’s different than before
And he said hey, I know you’re okay But don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day He said don’t put all your eggs in one basket Just cause you saw the world through some peach coloured glasses It’s all just symptomatic
It’s all just symptomatic (Hey, I know you’re ok, don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day)
I tried some crystals I was told would fix me up Cause my solar plexus had a hole that needed love Call me a sceptic, but I kept it to myself Think amphetamine’s the only crystal that’d help
So I think I’m cured This time I’m sure It’s different than before
And he said hey, I know you’re okay But don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day He said don’t put all your eggs in one basket Just cause you saw the world through some peach coloured glasses It’s all just symptomatic
It’s all just symptomatic (Hey, I know you’re ok, don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day)
Doc you’re no fun You just sedate me I guess I’m crazy oh Under my tongue Self-medicated Had a good day
He said hey, I know you’re okay But don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day He said don’t put all your eggs in one basket Just cause you saw the world through some peach coloured glasses It’s all just symptomatic
Symptomatic He says I’m manic, maybe I’m manic (It’s all just symptomatic) Doc you’re no fun You just sedate me I guess I’m crazy oh It’s all just symptomatic
Lyrics: Don’t tell my doctor that I’m day drinking again Cause he’ll say it’s cause I’ve got a problem keeping friends He says I fill the void with boys and overspend But I think he likes me, maybe I’m a narcissist
So I think I’m cured This time I’m sure It’s different than before
And he said hey, I know you’re okay But don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day He said don’t put all your eggs in one basket Just cause you saw the world through some peach coloured glasses It’s all just symptomatic
It’s all just symptomatic (Hey, I know you’re ok, don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day)
I tried some crystals I was told would fix me up Cause my solar plexus had a hole that needed love Call me a sceptic, but I kept it to myself Think amphetamine’s the only crystal that’d help
So I think I’m cured This time I’m sure It’s different than before
And he said hey, I know you’re okay But don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day He said don’t put all your eggs in one basket Just cause you saw the world through some peach coloured glasses It’s all just symptomatic
It’s all just symptomatic (Hey, I know you’re ok, don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day)
Doc you’re no fun You just sedate me I guess I’m crazy oh Under my tongue Self-medicated Had a good day
He said hey, I know you’re okay But don’t throw out your meds cause you had a good day He said don’t put all your eggs in one basket Just cause you saw the world through some peach coloured glasses It’s all just symptomatic
Symptomatic He says I’m manic, maybe I’m manic (It’s all just symptomatic) Doc you’re no fun You just sedate me I guess I’m crazy oh It’s all just symptomatic