No Two Ways About It

It's building

Can't see it, but you can feel it

Sometimes you can see it

On the tweets and statuses

It's old school but it's new school but

Can I be asked to take my fingers off the button

To stand up

Go outside, make a difference

Nah don't think so

Apathy is dangerous and catching

But this shit's building and it's too much so

Apathy's gonna have to go

There'll be no choice

No two ways about it

Fuck your narrative

Done with this lacklustre clusterfuck seeking comparatives

'Cause that'll keep me going

No one knowing when they'll run out of fuel

Literally, metaphorically

All the alleys leading nowhere, nothing different

Separated into men, children, women

And that's just the start

Category is determined for us

We've all heard of new chapters and fresh starts

But when we want them they tell us we don't know how to read

They can't teach us that, but here's greed

I want more please

Bloodhounds and gangs

Deep down we're nothing but mammals

And so we're fighting between the things we need to keep us sane

And the gifts from evolution in our brain

Nothing will ever be the same

No two ways about it

There's a moment you just missed

And then an oppa but

It feels like there's too many anyway

Sit on the sofa, eat a bag of crisps

The only food that's in you later when you decide it's

Late enough to get pissed

Is 1pm late enough?

Don't want to hear your judgements

It's 5 o'clock somewhere

Canvasses hang from walls

And scrawly writing tells me to live, laugh, love

Who's the giant Sports Direct mugs?

The people who sell these lines?

Or us?

Really we're all victims of circumstance

But how can that make others blameless

When they've made this our circumstance?

Same 24 hours then how come they look so different?

Circumstantial victims, but no one's got the time to listen

Nothing will ever be the same

But nothing will ever change

Nothing will ever be the same

But nothing ever changes

I've been stuck here for ages

But nothing will ever change

Nothing will ever be the same

But nothing ever changes

But where's change?

It's up to us

But who's got the time when we're up to our nuts in debt?

Got collectors chapping on doors

Don't have to answer but it's awkward

Do what our parents taught us

Then cycles just repeating

Said I'd never strike another like them but

They deserved that beating

Hit the bottle to look for answers

'Cause you realise there's no cure, only plasters

And you have to find a way to live through these disasters

Nothing will ever be the same but

Best believe that nothing's ever gonna change

They've made sure of that

Hijacked your brain in ways you aren't aware of

Turned your anger, rage and disappointment at anything but them

Then they make you the problem

The underbelly long-forgotten ones

The ugly ones

The can't-stop-causing-trouble ones

The other ones

The young mums pushing buggy ones

The druggy ones

The come-and-steal-your-money ones

The scummy ones

The frozen meals and growing tummy ones

The bloody ones

The council house and slummy ones

The ones they say they've given to

But every single thing is taken from

Nothing will ever be the same

But nothing will ever change

Nothing will ever be the same

But nothing ever changes

Oh I've been stuck here for ages

But nothing will ever change

Nothing will ever be the same

But nothing ever changes

Nothing will ever be the same

But nothing will ever change

Nothing will ever be the same

But nothing ever changes

I've been stuck here for ages

But nothing will ever change

Nothing will ever be the same

But nothing ever changes