Mouthwash

This is my face, covered in freckles, with the occasional spot and some veins.
This is my body, covered in skin, and not all of it you can see.
And, this, is my mind, it goes over and over the same old lines.
And this, is my brain, it´s torturous, analytical thoughts make me go insane.

I use mouthwash,
Sometimes I floss.
I´ve got a family,
And I drink cups of tea.

I´ve got nostalgic pavements,
I´ve got familiar faces,
I´ve got mixed-up memories,
And I´ve got favourite places.

And I´m singing uh-oh on a Friday night.
And I´m singing uh-oh on a Friday night and I hope everything´s gonna be alright.

This is my face, I´ve got a thousand opinions and not the time, the time to explain.
And this is my body, and no matter how you try and disable it, yes I´ll still be here.
And, this, is my mind, and although you try to infringe you cannot confine.
And, this, is my brain, and even if you try and hold me back there´s nothing that you can gain.

Because I use mouthwash,
Sometimes I floss.
I´ve got a family,
And I drink cups of tea.

I´ve got nostalgic pavements,
I´ve got familiar faces,
I´ve got mixed-up memories,
And I´ve got favourite places.

And I´m singing oh oh on a Friday night,
And I´m singing oh oh on a Friday night,
And I´m singing oh oh on a Friday night and I hope everything´s going to be alright.
And I´m sitting at home on a Friday night and I hope everything´s going to be alright.
Uh uh, uh uh...