a gun and a pack of sandwiches

I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floating upon this surface for the birds
The birds

You want me?
Fucking well come and find me
I'll be waiting
With a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing...
Nothing.

You want me?
Well come on and break the door down...

You want me?
Fucking come on and break the door down
I'm ready.

I'm ready.