Sooner Songtext
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Sooner Songtext
No money
Not a pot to piss
But a fuck to give
Haven′t got one
I'm riding shotgun in a 306
Eat your weetabix
Feeling love drunk
Sometimes
I wanna kill myself
Cause failure has never been an option
Living in the real world
I don′t feel like I'm a real person
So tell me did you say something?
Did you say something?
No you're paranoid
It′s like I ain′t got a choice
Misunderstood church boy
And I always been a happy boy
You either work hard for it
Or you jacked up
In the gym on steroids
I couldn't deal with half the things
So I put ′em in a pile
It's worth while
No heart
Fried my hard drive
Glass eye
Crying out
Never know what′s in store
Every time they talk
They talk
They talk
And listening becomes a chore
I wanna press reset
I wanna press restore
I wanna swim get drenched
In Holy water
Baptised
In the blood of my enemies
I just shrug
And breath heavily
'Scold me no more diving
When I′m out of my depth
Tie me up and leave me
When I'm holding my breath
Oh what a waste of time
What a waste of time
Low at the best of times
Question everything
But fuck it I'm free
Dragging my feet
I sweep the dirt underneath
My Persian rug
I′m trusting no one but me
You are what you eat
I must be nothing
Oh
We all get sad sometimes
What′s a wishbone
With no backbone
Phone distracts me from my life
Make plans but I'm bound to cancel
Roaming data don′t provide a tariff
With no hassle
Roaming data don't provide a tariff
With no hassle
Oh
We all get sad sometimes
What′s a wishbone
With no backbone
Phone distracts me from my life
Make plans but I'm bound to cancel
Roaming data don′t provide a tariff
With no hassle
Roaming data don't provide a tariff
With no hassle
Scold me no more diving
When I'm out of my depth
Tie me up and leave me
When I′m holding my breath
Oh what a waste of time
What a waste of time
Low at the best of times
Low at the best of times
Low at the best of times
Low at the best of times
Not a pot to piss
But a fuck to give
Haven′t got one
I'm riding shotgun in a 306
Eat your weetabix
Feeling love drunk
Sometimes
I wanna kill myself
Cause failure has never been an option
Living in the real world
I don′t feel like I'm a real person
So tell me did you say something?
Did you say something?
No you're paranoid
It′s like I ain′t got a choice
Misunderstood church boy
And I always been a happy boy
You either work hard for it
Or you jacked up
In the gym on steroids
I couldn't deal with half the things
So I put ′em in a pile
It's worth while
No heart
Fried my hard drive
Glass eye
Crying out
Never know what′s in store
Every time they talk
They talk
They talk
And listening becomes a chore
I wanna press reset
I wanna press restore
I wanna swim get drenched
In Holy water
Baptised
In the blood of my enemies
I just shrug
And breath heavily
'Scold me no more diving
When I′m out of my depth
Tie me up and leave me
When I'm holding my breath
Oh what a waste of time
What a waste of time
Low at the best of times
Question everything
But fuck it I'm free
Dragging my feet
I sweep the dirt underneath
My Persian rug
I′m trusting no one but me
You are what you eat
I must be nothing
Oh
We all get sad sometimes
What′s a wishbone
With no backbone
Phone distracts me from my life
Make plans but I'm bound to cancel
Roaming data don′t provide a tariff
With no hassle
Roaming data don't provide a tariff
With no hassle
Oh
We all get sad sometimes
What′s a wishbone
With no backbone
Phone distracts me from my life
Make plans but I'm bound to cancel
Roaming data don′t provide a tariff
With no hassle
Roaming data don't provide a tariff
With no hassle
Scold me no more diving
When I'm out of my depth
Tie me up and leave me
When I′m holding my breath
Oh what a waste of time
What a waste of time
Low at the best of times
Low at the best of times
Low at the best of times
Low at the best of times
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