Lost All Faith

"Oi, oi, you, you, you, you, you—" "Ah, mate, I'm in a bit of a rush right now" "You're Sick Guy, fam" "Oh, thanks, mate, I've—I've-yeah, I—" "You're Sick Boi" "I've, I've gotta get the train, mate, I'm, really sorry" "Yeah, you know who I'm talking to, boi! Hey, hey, hey! Can I get a quick picture, mate?" "Um, nah, mate, I've gotta go, mate" "Oh, come on, mate Just a little cheeky picture for the Instagram, yeah?" "I've really gotta go, mate, I'm sorry, man" "Nah, nah, nah, nah, come on, come on!" "Alright, alright, fine, quickly" "I knew it was you, I knew it was you!" Oi! I'm a charming fella, I like drinking cans of Stella See I'm living for the weekend, bad kebabs and salmonella Cinderella story, rags to riches, spin it full propeller I'm Nigela Lawson stacking mozzarella Only joking, I'm an introvert Alone inside my room because my insides hurt I contemplate existence with consistence in my polo shirt Then reassert my confidence with compliments I don't deserve I calm my nerves by plotting for the day that I might leave this Earth I lift up my eyes to the hills Pain is my shepherd, my sword, and my shield I find my refuge in patience and pills A patient that's patiently waiting for help I don't ever seem to feel well Can any body save me from myself? There's blood on the leaves where I fell Coming down Burn the border, sons and daughters Law and order, crave disorder Praise my selfish ways, I've come too late I've lost my faith, I've lost my faith Oi, you've awoke a beast I am geezer on the streets Mona Lisa this is art Make her moan, at least she needs my meat Eenie, meenie, minie, Muhammad, I'll be Ali Pleased to meet ya, mate, who's the G? Not me, an irregular guy Halitosis with psychosis, omens etched in my mind Overdosed on pills and potions a collection of mine Split a Valium with a Xanny and I mix it with wine Oi, pull your self together, mate Pull your socks up, stand up straight Look at you, you're such a mug God you're such a fucking state Honestly, I wouldn't be seen dead with you in public Depressed and disorderly, it's like you fucking love it (mug) Maybe you're right Maybe it's Ren Do it again and again and again Maybe I'm high Maybe I'm meant To live in a cycle of anti-survival amen In a prism light bends Shut the iris of the lens Make believe and play pretend God's my witness at the end With God as my witness I walk through the valley of the shadow of sickness I fear no evil I need no forgiveness "Deliver me from temptation" – he never listens I don't ever seem to feel well Can any body save me from myself? There's blood on the leaves where I fell Coming down Burn the border, sons and daughters Law and order, crave disorder Praise my selfish ways, I've come too late I've lost my faith, I've lost my faith (Your nirvana, could you be the one?) (Your nirvana, could you be the one?) (Your nirvana, could you be the one?) (Cou-cou-could you be the one?) (Your nirvana, could you be the one?) (Your nirvana, could you be the one?) (Your nirvana, could you be the one?) (Cou-cou-could you be the one?) (Your nirvana, could you be the one?) (Your nirvana, could you be the one?) (Your nirvana, could you be the one?) (Cou-cou-could you be the one?) I lift up my eyes to the hills Pain is my shepherd, my sword, and my shield I find my refuge in patience and pills (Cou-cou-could you be the one?)