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I've been wasting, all this fucking year on
The idea of getting up and moving on
But I wait around, just emptying bottles
In the basement of the Slovak centre on my side of town
(It's a major fucking bummer)
Because I feel nothing, like my father
Oh, he's been sleeping underground
Don't wait around
'Cause there's nothing there at all, there's nothing but the end
You're not awake
(Tell me, tell me the things that I'll never have)
So I'll just stay home
(I'm talking to you)
You're not awake
(Tell me, tell me the things that I'll never have)
You're fucking gone
Gone, gone
I feel nothing
Like my father
He's been sleeping
Underground
