Lyrics: Styles (The). You Love The Styles. Glitter Hits.

Mama said
be nice with cops and policemen
be nice with all those kids you hate
your life is not too complicated
That's right

you and my guitar too
there's nothing to do
I wouldn't dare to kiss you, sorry
I just use pick up lines
I'm almost divine
I never had a look such starry

tough decision...

YEAH
THEY MADE YOU WANT TO LIVE IN HELL
THEY MADE YOU WANT TO HATE YOUR HEAD
THEY MADE YOU WANT TO KILL YOURSELF
AND IT'S A TOUGH DECISION

Frankenstein
around with someone else's mind
he moves and talks just like a tree
don't you think that he's just like me?
That's right

flow as I never grow
why can't you be low?
I won't jump if I see blurry
now away from the crowd
the music is loud
I just wanna fuck you birdie

tough decision...

YEAH
THEY MADE YOU WANT TO LIVE IN HELL
THEY MADE YOU WANT TO HATE YOUR HEAD
THEY MADE YOU WANT TO KILL YOURSELF
AND IT'S A TOUGH DECISION

(Thanks to Alessio for these lyrics)