Julie Francavilla

Prosthetic, ovulating And a barrel of brains if you need one Self hated, complicated You're in need of a cure and she is one (chorus) You'll survive a vegetable The meat's diseased and she said so I won't try to persuade you anymore Some say to just forget her It'll worry you well if you let it Make everyday pathetic You're in need of a cure and she is one (chorus) A long time ago I went and lost my way So I took some drugs to equalize And found someone to sympathize Around the moon I'm utilized