An awesome song, Come Undone, was released as the second single from Robbie Williams‘s album Escapology in the spring of 2003. “Come Undone” is a painfully truthful song about the way Robbie feels about himself !
Because I am scum, and I’m your son.
“I am scum” , he says that he is not scum but has felt like it and also the line “I’m your son” was inspired Robbie by Tupac telling America he was their son and Robbie is Britain’s son. Below is the uncensored version of Come Undone‘s music video .
The music video was banned in most countries for being too sexually explicit. It features a hungover Robbie waking up in the morning after a large house party, as he walks around the house flashbacks of the events of the night before are shown. As the song reaches its climax, we see shots of Williams participating in three-way sex with two women (who are in fact porn stars), these shots are interspersed with graphic and unsettling images of snakes, rodents and maggots, mostly crawling on beautiful women.
— written by Robbie Williams, Ashley Hamilton, Boots Ottestad and D. Pierre. —
So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware so full of shit
So indecisive so adamant
I’m contemplating thinking about thinking
It’s so frustrating just get another drink in
Watch me come undone
They’re selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I’m coming down you’ll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I’m scum
And I’m your son
I come undone
I come undone
So rock and roll so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well trained, so animal
So need your love, so fuck you all
I’m not scared of dying I just don’t want to
If I stopped lying I’d just disappoint you
I come undone
They’re selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray that when I’m coming down you’ll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I’m scum
And I’m your son
I’ve come undone
So write another ballad
Mix it on a wednesday
Sell it on a thursday
Buy a yacht by saturday
It’s a love song
A love song
Do another interview
Sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And sing love songs
We sing love songs
So sincere
So sincere
They’re selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I’m coming down you’ll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I’m scum
I’m your son
I’ve come undone
I’ve come undone
I’ve come undone
I’ve come undone
I am scum
Love your son
I am scum
Love your son
You’ve gotta love my sad song, my love song
My sad song, my love song, my sad song, my love song