Regrets lyrics

I've got a delicate mind

I've got a dangerous nature

And my fist collides

With your furniture

I've got a delicate mind

I've got a dangerous nature

And my fist collides

With your furniture

I'm an electric wire

And I'm stuck inside your head

I'm a hungry Mohican

I've got a razor blade smile

So don't come near me

I've got a singular style

Fifteen senses

Are on my plate

All the things

You love to hate

I'm an electric wire

And I'm stuck inside your head

Where I go to no one knows

Find me where the cold wind blows

Regrets

Black is red and red is white

In this country I do what I like

Regrets

(That's right that's right..)