Tilted Christine and the Queens

[Verse 1]
I'll die way before Methuselah
So I'll fight sleep with ammonia
And every morning, with eyes all red
I'll miss them for all the tears they shed

[Chorus]
But I'm actually good
Can't help it if we're tilted
I'm actually good
Can't help it if we
I'm actually good
Can't help it if we're tilted
I'm actually good
Can't help it if we're tilted

[Verse 2]
I miss prosthesis and mended souls
Trample over beauty while singing their thoughts
I match them with my euphoria
When they said, "Je suis plus folle que toi"

[Chorus]
But I'm actually good
Can't help it if we're tilted
I'm actually good
Can't help it if we
I'm actually good
Can't help it if we're tilted
I'm actually good
Can't help it if we're tilted