Life Itself

Daddy was dumb, said that I'd be something special

Brought me up tough, but I was a gentle human

Said that he loved each of my two million freckles

When I grew up was gonna be a superstar

I can't get a job, so I live with my mum

I take her money but not quite enough

I sit in the car, and I listen to static

She said I look fat, but I look fantastic

Cut back down to my knees

Gotta get back, gotta get free

Cut back down to my knees

Lean back now, lean back and breathe

Cut back down to my knees

Gotta get back, gotta get free

Cut back down to my knees

Lean back now, lean back and breathe

I'm waking up, lost in boxes outside Tesco

Look like a bum sipping codeine Coca-Cola

Thought that I was Northern Camden's own Flash Gordon

Sonic ray gun, gonna be a superstar

I can't get a job, so I live with my mum

I take her money but not quite enough

I make my own fun in Grandmama's basement

Said I look mad, she said I look wasted

Cut back down to my knees

Gotta get back, gotta get free

Cut back down to my knees

Lean back now, lean back and breathe

Cut back down to my knees

Gotta get back, gotta get free

Cut back down to my knees

Lean back now, lean back and breathe

Cut back down to my knees

Gotta get back, gotta get free

Cut back down to my knees

Lean back now, lean back and breathe

Cut back down to my knees

Gotta get back, gotta get free

Cut back down to my knees

Lean back now, lean back and breathe

Cut back down to my knees

Gotta get back, gotta get free

Cut back down to my knees

Lean back now, lean back and breathe