I get back from tour
And suddenly it doesn't seem like much fun to be off my face
At a quarter to eleven am
You're prangin out,
I see through you
I feel awful
This voice is talking to me,
This aint even funny
The irons been on in my house has been in for four fucking weeks
I see through you
I'm about to do something stupid
I daren't say what my manager got lairy and smacked me
These headaches are getting unbearably nasty
Staring at the crackwork looking scary with my brandy
The rock and roll clichc walks in and then smacked me
Carelessly wreckin' out prang just to handle the fear
I do a line but then panic cos I feel a bit prangy
So I glug marlon from the bottle to ease off the pain
Then when it starts wearing off I just feel a bit sad
Snort more tour support and then have a drink
The bruise on the side of my head is madly banging
The only reason I started this was to still be here laughing
the only reason I started this was to still be here laughing
You're pranging out
I see through you
This voice is talking to me
This aint even funny
I see through you
I'm about to do something stupid
The girl in my bed was kinda distant right now
I know she's thinking she's a bit frightened somehow
I don't think she realised what I'd invited her back to my house
I don't want anyone to see me like this right now
All sorts of thoughts rolling back in my eyes
I've been a poor sport thoughts dance in my mind
A banging headache, dancing prang by their side
Dancing with the pictures from the past of my life
I don't remember any of what I just thought at all,
The conclusion prior to when I forgot it all
Panicking a bit, getting frightened of fuck all
So nursing my bruise I drink right from the bottle
I don't want anyone I know to see me like this
My fibs in single became lies in lists
She's gonna sell/tell no doubt
Fuck it I'm not gonna stop drinking though, I cant for now
You're pranging out
I see through you
This voice is talking to me
This aint even funny
I see you through you
I'm about to do something stupid
My laptop must have slipped down and gone to sleep
Before the prang this pain was to dawn on me
Around the time I was sketching trying to con some sleep
And the new day on me was nearly dawning in here
I must have flaked while I inputted, waging loads more
Cos I staked on bookings, way to tow the score
Why do I break my rules not to wager anymore
I'd flaked on the bookings and majorly totalled on the score
I've got a simple problem, but my minds spinning out
I remembered the website between the wine and the stout
My rush of fear made me forget how fucked I had been
This time I'm drying my eyes and a fucking nose bleed
Turning my phone off when my promo guy phones me
The day before getting nasty with my manager when he only bit me
I threw his wallet out of the window as it was growing heated
He said 'Sort your life out' as he punched me over to my feet
You're pranging out
I see through you
This voice is talking to me
This aint even funny
I see you through you
I'm about to do something stupid
You're pranging out
I see through you
This voice is talking to me
This aint even funny
I see you through you
I'm about to do something stupid
Right now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide
'Cause with rational thought it would seem that I need to be not doing the stuff
That makes death seem like an easier option
I see through you
I need a totally trojan plan right now
I see through you
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