The Original Crooks and Nannies
Perpetual Mild Illness
[Verse 1]
I realize, my body doesn't work quite right
I'm not surprised, well I guess actually I am
But not by the fact that it doesn't work quite right
But more-so, by the fact that it works at all
I know I've got lungs
Cause they ache a bit
I know I've got a nose
Cause I'm constantly annoyed by the fact that I can't breathe through it

[Pre-Chorus]
I know I've got lungs
Cause they ache a bit
I know I'm meant to be an artist
Cause I feel like shit
All the time

[Verse 2]
It rained all night, and the fan was on
Perfect for sleeping
Perfect for catching my death
Nauseous and a bit out of breath

[Pre-Chorus]
I know I've got lungs
Cause they ache a bit
I know I'm meant to be an artist
Cause I feel like shit
All the time
All the time

[Chorus]
I act like dead weight
Because I love you
Rain on your parade
When I'm out in the cold
Bored of feeling physically old

[Verse 3]
I'm hyper aware that my jaw has weight
And it's always an effort to hold it up
I'm hyper aware of your tongue in my mouth
The feeling I get from holding my breath for too long
Hold me, hold me
Hold my jaw

[Chorus]
I act like dead weight
Cause I love you
Rain on your parade
When I'm out in the cold
Bored of feeling physically old

I act like dead weight
Cause I love you
Rain on your parade
When I'm out in the cold
Bored of feeling physically old

I act like dead weight
Cause I love you
Rain on your parade
When I'm out in the cold
Bored of feeling physically old

[Bridge]
I can taste my own mouth
I can smell my own nose
I can feel my own fingertips

[Pre-Chorus]
I know I've got lungs
Cause they ache a bit
I know I'm meant to be an artist
Because I feel like shit
All the time

[Outro]
I know I've got lungs
Because they ache a bit
I know I'm meant to be an artist
Because I feel like shit
All the time
All the time!
All the time!
All the time!
All the time!
All the time!
All the time!
All the time!
All the-
Time