Prangin Out

I get back from tourin'

And suddenly it doesn't seem like much fun

To be off my face at a quarter to 11 A.M

You're prangin out, I see through you (I feel awful)

There's voices talkin' to me, this ain't even funny

(The iron's been on in my house for four fucking weeks)

I see through you, I'm about to do something stupid

I dare say why my manager got lairy and smacked me

These headaches are gettin' unbearably nasty

Starin' at the crack work, lookin' scary with my brandy

The rock n' roll cliche walked in and then smacked me

Carelessly rackin' out prangs just to handle the fear

I do a line, but then panic and feel a bit prang'd

So I glug Marlon from the bottle to ease off the panic

Then when it starts wearin' 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 bangin'

The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin'

The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin'

You're prangin out, I see through you

There's voices talkin' to me, this ain't even funny

I see through you, I'm about to do something stupid

The girl in my bed is kinda distant right now

I know she's thinkin' she's a bit frightened somehow

I don't think she realized 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 rollin' back in my eyes

I've been a poor sport, thoughts dance in my mind

A bangin' headache, dancin' prang'd by their side

Dancin' 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

Panickin' a bit, gettin' frightened of fuck all

So, nursin' my bruise, I drink right from the bottle

I don't want anyone I know to see my like this

My fibs in single became lies in lists

She's gonna sell-tell no doubt (Fuck it)

I'm not gonna start drinkin', no, I can't for now

You're prangin out, I see through you

There's voices talkin' to me, this ain't even funny

I see 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 sketchin', tryin' to con some sleep

And the new day on me was nearly dawnin' in here

I must have flaked while I inputted, wagin' loads more

'Cause I staked on bookings, way to total score

Why do I break my rules not to wager anymore?

I’d flaked on the bookings, and majorly totaled on the score

I’ve got a simple problem, but my mind's spinnin' out

I remembered the website, between the wine and the stout

The rush of fear made me forget how fucked I'd been

This time I’m dryin' my eyes and a fucking nose bleed

Turnin' the phone off when my promo bloke phones me

Evaded for it gettin' nasty with my manager, when he only beat me

I threw his wallet out the window as shit'd grown heated

He said, "Sort your life out", as he punched me over to my feet

You're prangin out, I see through you

There's voices talkin' to me, this ain't even funny

I see through you, I'm about to do something stupid

You're prangin out, I see through you

There's voices talkin' to me, this ain't even funny

I see through you, I'm about to do something stupid

Right now, logic states I need to be not contemplatin' suicide

'Cause rational thought, it would seem that I need not to be

Doin' stuff that makes death seem like an easier option

I need a totally trojan plan right now

I see through you