[Intro] Well, who's this? Staggerin' home, jabberin' Lookin' like some street smart arrogant gnome Feet stickin' to the kerb like javelins, thrown Gesturing wildly, having full blown conversations with himself Saying, "Haven't you grown?" to his face in the windows, grimacing Grappling with half a cigarette, not managin' This is Pete Pete grew up on this street He moved away, but he's back livin' at his dad's so he can save He rigs stages at live events, but every time he gets payed He gets wasted and wakes up with less than he made Then he hates it, but that's life, right? Fast paced, shit faced, low maintenance And all of his mates are kind of on the same page It's basic wages takes ages to get through the month But then payday comes and it's drink all 'round Outrageous behaviour, livin' right now, no sense a' later Pills by the pocketful, nights last days, and look Even if he never splashed out, he still couldn't make the rent on his own place Face it It's 04:18 Pete's 14 doors from home and his thoughts are like a pack of starving dogs Fighting over the last bone
[Werset 1] No, no, no, no, no, no, yeah! No, anyway, what was I sayin'? Fuck it, wait, hold on, I'm comin' up, wait Good night, weren't it? Must've been Burnt too much on the good stuff, lucky me I looked up, I saw my future unravel in the lights Funny, innit? I love that sinking feeling, any minute But you can't win the race unless you're runnin' in it, right? Or you can't get a taste unless you're takin' a bite Man, I'm climbin' up the walls, things are gettin' difficult It's all take, take, take, and start early, work late Puttin' in the hours for these drugs, tokens Love's a joke when your blood's pulsin' Love is real when you start chokin' I'm double jumpin' in the vast ocean State of me, mate, blatantly the way I was made, y'see? I've been gettin' on it since back in the day Good place for a bad time, if you ask me Trust me, nothin' gets past me A bad place for a good time, if you know what I mean Never met no one like you, this feels like a dream
[Hook 1] Whoops! Back here again How many times 'ave I sworn it's the end? Whoops! I know this feelin' Shovelin' the rubbish, then I'm starin' at the ceilin' Whoops! Dancin' to a shit tune Hands in the air when it hits you Whoops! I'm lyin' in my bed And my brain is eating my head
[Werset 2] I got these demons that I can't shake My past is a vast place, you can't get away Life got grim back then, like it does Do you know how it feels to lose people you love? I like talkin' to ya like this, do you wanna come back? Couple drinks, somethin' like that I got a gram on my nightstand I got an eighth of squidgy black I got this feelin' that we're gonna be friends I got this song, I wanna play it to you I got this dream, I'm gonna make it happen I got this thing, I wanna say it to you See, I've been writin' poems, it's a thing that I do And, would you mind if I shared one with you? No, course not, right, sorry, this time a' night I always end up spoutin' the same old tripe It reminds me of this time I was tryna find my mind In the back of this rave, this kid was spillin' blood all over the place And I was lookin' out for someone to save or be saved by And I found this paper plate, started writin' It felt fuckin' great I knew then, me an' the pen, we were one and the same But, look, I can't take this train of the days I'm pretty sure I'm halfway to insane You got such a nice face, and your eyes are like rain I'd try and kiss you if I could just remember your name
[Hook 2] Whoops! Back here then s'ppose Don't watch the state of my nose Whoops! My door's gone west And I've started gettin' pains in my chest (Is that normal?) Whoops! There goes my promise All it took was two drinks, and I got on it Whoops! I swear this person isn't me We did have fun, though, didn't we? Didn't we? YeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
