Soft Cell - Insecure Me Lyrics
It was the morning after the month beforeAnd I'm looking like a nose with eyesTake a trip or letter to make me feel better'Cause I know my mirror never liesHave you ever had the feeling that your life's down the can(?)And the hand that holds the whip is not your ownYour breakfast's going cold and your routine's getting oldIs it me, this feeling insecure?Hiding in the darkness where they can't see your eyesIn a ***** city cinemaWatch the bodies rolling around on the screenAnd nobody gives a damn who you areYou're surrounded by the bitter and the boringAnd you wonder if you're on the turnAnd again you get hurt when they're dishing the dirtIs it me, this feeling insecure?I haven't got time to worry 'bout the futureWell I'm busy covering up my pastStart to consider a tuck(?) behind my earsWell I wonder if my looks will lastI could hit the bottle and the depths of despairBut come up fighting like the bestAnd I can tell myself that I'm winning the warBut then again I'm different than the restI'm not the hardest person in the worldBut like the song says 'I will survive'And I may be a wreck and a pain in the neckBut at least I feel that I'm aliveSo I'll spit in your face and put you over the placeIf I'm ever feeling so unsureAnd you can really go to hell if you give me the soft cellIt's not me, this feeling insecureIt was the morning after the month beforeAnd I'm looking like a nose with eyesTake a trip or letter to make me feel better'Cause I know my mirror never liesHave you ever had the feeling that your life's down the can(?)And the hand that holds the whip is not your ownYour breakfast's going cold and your routine's getting oldIs it me, this feeling insecure?[Rap by Cindy Ecstacy - 12" only:]Forget the lows, just live the highsAnd wipe the make up from my eyesForget the faces that I despiseAs I know my mirror never liesI come up fighting like the bestBut then I'm better than the restAnd I wonder how my looks will lastBecause my love is really fastAnd you wonder if you're on the turnOh baby won't you ever learnThat I'm a cut above the restDon't worry 'bout the way I'm dressedAnd if my make up looks a messI'm not about to get depressed'Cause I'm the one that loves to loseJust a loser in my *****ing(?) shoesAnd I've got the touch and I've got the feelTo make a good time really realI'll just spit right in your faceAnd push you all around the faceJust love to love, just love to liveJust love to live, just love to loveAnd baby are you so so sureThat you're the one that's insecure
