Lyrics
They're calling last orders again
But it's probably for the best
I'm still healing
On the mend
I've bottled up most of my life
Trying to compartmentalise
I'm on the wrong end of 25
It's not selfish to want to get better
Bit my lip til' the skin broke off
I don't care for the changing weather
Hold me down 'til the breathing stops
Looking my life in the eyes
I've been awake all night
I'm on the run with no disguise
They're calling last orders again
But it's probably for the best
I'm still healing
On the mend
Written by: Ciaran Grant, Dan Hess, George Gadd, Xakarus James
