Lyrics

I walk down the street like my life's on repeat A Tesco Meal Deal for something to eat But I realised I should have kept my fucking receipt 'Cause it turns out my sandwich has been off for a weak It's peak, all I got is a pack of fags I walk into the studio, guitar in my bag And once I'm done with that, I think I'm going home To play GTA, masturbate and probably get stoned Got nothing to do, living in CM2 Got nothing to do, living in CM2 Got nothing to do, living in CM2 And when the boredom comes, it sticks like glue When you're living in, living in CM2 I got one missed call from the job Centre and two missed calls from my mate "Coming down the Clay? We're all here watching the game Plus it's a change, it's a really nice day I say Yeah fuck it, I might as well come But I'll probably have to borrow another tenner off my mum Young and dumb, round here is glum Getting smashed is the only way to have fun Got nothing to do, living in CM2 Got nothing to do, living in CM2 Got nothing to do, living in CM2 And when the boredom comes, it sticks like glue When you're living in, living in CM2 Got nothing to do, living in CM2 We got nothing to do, living in CM2 Got nothing to do, living in CM2 And when the boredom comes, it sticks like glue When you're living in, living in CM2 Got nothing to do, living in CM2 Got nothing to do, living in CM2 Got nothing to do, living in CM2 And when the boredom comes, it sticks like glue When you're living in, living in CM-fucking-2, CM-fucking-2 You know we got nothing to do We got no opportunities, no future One chance, in CM2 ahh bollocks uhh
Writer(s): Sol Abrahams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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