歌詞
I've got 1.5 I'm broke,
And you've got,
Eighty pounds in notes,
And a lack of discipline,
So come and join us on the roll,
And we will lose all self-control,
As we wonder when the fuck the night begins.
'Cos I'll always be the same,
The fucking mess of all the messes,
Making 3 a.m. confessions to your friends,
And I'll take and take and let them down again.
A fucking mess without an end,
Is how I look to all my friends,
As my focus fades away,
Stop the cacophony in my head,
As I am melting into my bed,
At the arse end of a day.
'Cos I'll always be the same,
The fucking mess of all the messes,
Making 3 a.m. confessions to your friends,
And I'll take and take and let them down again.
So don't look now, at what we're doing to ourselves,
Now don't look now, at what we're doing to ourselves,
It never ends,
It never ends,
It never ends,
'Cos we'll always find ourselves fucking up again.
Writer(s): Dave Forman, Shackleford
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