Lyrics Bellyache - Tiago Iorc

Bellyache

Sittin' all alone
Mouth full of gum
In the driveway
My friends aren’t far
In the back of my car
Lay their bodies
Where’s my mind?
Where’s my mind?
They’ll be here pretty soon
Lookin' through my room
For the money
I’m bitin' my nails
I’m too young to go to jail
It’s kinda funny
Where’s my mind?
Where’s my mind?
Where’s my mind?
Where’s my mind?
Maybe it’s in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fake
My V is for Vendetta
Thought that I’d feel better
But now I got a bellyache
(Mind)
Everything I do
The way I wear my noose
Like a necklace
I wanna get 'em scared
Like I could be anywhere
Like I’m reckless
I lost my mind
I don’t mind
Where’s my mind?
Where’s my mind?
Maybe it’s in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fake
My V is for Vendetta
Thought that I’d feel better
But now I got a bellyache
Oh, maybe it’s in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fake
My V is for Vendetta
Thought that I’d feel better
But now I got a bellyache