Apologise Songtext
von Popes of Chillitown

Of course if I′m forced to admit it, my thoughts are awkward
And sort of distorted
Not what I wanted and not what I ordered from a brain
Oh well, yet again
Of course if I'm forced to admit it
That living in a prison is not how i envisioned my position in life
And yet here I am stuck inside my own mind
There′s a throbbing in my jaw from the sobbing upon the floor
I grind my teeth when it's time to sleep I snore
My mind's not mine and my mind′s surely not yours anymore
Why do I try when I chat pure chaff
Chat pure crap and I chat bare hype
Chat like an ejit not clever not bright
Like an arsehole I′m never not right
Never ask me how I am
I'll say I′m fine

Do you want the awkward truth or the beautiful lie?


Take some time off
Have a little lie down
Have a little cry now
Give it a try
You'll feel better when you let it all out
Talk to someone with a frame of reference that′ll sort you out
Focus on the daily that's all for now
Friends at the end of the phone don′t charge for call out
So make the call now
Make the most of your closest core crowd
Don't be ashamed don't be more proud
Last chance
Don′t pass it up. What are you, a mug?
Separate the wheat from the chaff
Deck chair fans from the hardcore fam
Strong back chaps with advice
And a nice place to cotch when it′s a bit too much
Never ask me how I am

Don't expect me to apologise for things that I ain′t even done
Or cut me down to size
Never never take away my freedom
No way
None of that now