Toms living life in a past lane

Talks shit bout the old days,

Hopes great, never had a chance making no change

Met a girl says she’s ok

Better than the rest round his estate

Champagne, bottom of the bottle cause his girls late

Breaking bad but it feels so good

Going nowhere, he’s going nowhere

Laughs it off cause he knows he should

Going nowhere, he’s going no where

Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh ahhh

Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh ahhh

Cause his mates don’t take the time,

And his thoughts eat him inside

And it’s just that type of night

Yeh it’s just that type of night his thinking,

Why ohh me ohh why, did I waste my younger life, well I guess I never tried and I guess I’ll never know keep drinking

Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh ahhh

Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh ahhh

Knows he’s got to make some money

Broke won’t do this time

Jokes aside cause this ain’t funny

Broke yeh he’s behind

But toms living life in a past lane talks shit bout the old days,

hopes great never had a chance making no Change

Can’t think straight, course he say

More champagne, more champagne

Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh ahhh

Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh ahhh

Breaking bad but it feels so good

Going nowhere, he’s going nowhere

Laughs it off cause he knows he should

Going nowhere, still he’s nowhere