I nod and check my wallet to see how much I have left. Seeing I can get a snack, I jump up and skip to the machines, grabbing a bag of Bugles and bolting back to the table.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I nod and finish off the bag, preparing to chuck it at a stressed out business man before catching sight of the security officer again. Frowning, I put the balled up bag down and cross my arms.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside