Maybe lack of sleep, or last nights drinksNow my eyes twitching, if that prick coughs againIn the back of my headI'll smash your fucking face in
Okay, that's it, take a deep breathI've got to get out of hereI've got to clear my headI've got to clear my head
It's all these words, ideas and different argumentsSomeone's always talking when I try to make some senseFrom all this stress that is constantly going onI just drift along with no focus or meaningLean back, stare up at the ceilingI just drift along with no focus or meaning
I've got the same shirt on for two days in a rowWith a soya sauce stain so everyone knowsCan shower and scrubStill smell like the smoking bit in a Weather spoons pub
I'll have my lunch early, get some sugar in my bloodMy clothes still smell of last nightI've got to clear my head
It's all these words, ideas and different argumentsSomeone's always talking when I try to make some senseFrom all this stress that is constantly going onI just drift along with no focus or meaningLean back, stare up at the ceilingI just drift along with no focus or meaning
Why do these tourists walk so slow?Especially now I've got somewhere to go?And a posh sounding girl, going on and onAbout her dog and Mr. MorganIt sounds so funny when I hear you calling!Mum be like 'boy what you doing?'Please shut up and try and sound confidentIn a crap job when your mini course is done
It's all these words, ideas and different argumentsSomeone's always talking when I try to make some senseFrom all this stress that is constantly going onI just drift along with no focus or meaningLean back, stare up at the ceilingI just drift along with no focus or meaning
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