I come out of the shop with a pie and a coke
$20 of fuel, packet of smokes
I'm going to work pretty much broke
It's cold and 6:30 in the morning
My headlight's been out the last 6 weeks
No police about on the back streets
There's empty cans on my passenger seat
And bills up to the final warning
F*ck this
The whole world keeps turning as I say to myself
I'm a bit dusty this morning, last night had a few
But I still get to work like I always do
I spend must of the day thinking about you
And that makes me feel like a total wanker
So I talk about the weather with people from work
I suppose to workout whether I need a shirt
I'm trying to feel like I'm not burnt
But my heads a trap and my hearts an anchor
F*ck this
The whole world keeps turning as I say to myself
Well people ask me "What's been going on?"
I tell them "Not much" and they agree "Not wrong"
I drink and smoke and try to write songs
Replay all the shit spinning 'round in my head
Then I catch myself out and that gives me the shits
Cos theres no future in it and I want to quite
Negative thinking is my worst bad habit
But i'm never again gonna wish I was dead
F*ck that
When everyday's the same, it's unlikely that they'll change
And if they do then who's to say "That they won't get worse"
But if everyday's the same, and it's causing you pain
I'd suggest before you go you try to improve things first
I come out of the shop with a pie and a coke
$20 of fuel, packet of smokes
I'm going to work pretty much broke
It's cold and 6:30 in the morning
My headlight's been out the last 6 weeks
No police about on the back streets
There's empty cans on my passenger seat
And the whole world keeps on turning
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I come out of the shop with a pie and a coke
$20 of fuel, packet of smokes
I'm going to work pretty much broke
It's cold and 6:30 in the morning
My headlight's been out the last 6 weeks
No police about on the back streets
There's empty cans on my passenger seat
And bills up to the final warning
F*ck this
The whole world keeps turning as I say to myself
I'm a bit dusty this morning, last night had a few
But I still get to work like I always do
I spend must of the day thinking about you
And that makes me feel like a total wanker
So I talk about the weather with people from work
I suppose to workout whether I need a shirt
I'm trying to feel like I'm not burnt
But my heads a trap and my hearts an anchor
F*ck this
The whole world keeps turning as I say to myself
Well people ask me "What's been going on?"
I tell them "Not much" and they agree "Not wrong"
I drink and smoke and try to write songs
Replay all the shit spinning 'round in my head
Then I catch myself out and that gives me the shits
Cos theres no future in it and I want to quite
Negative thinking is my worst bad habit
But i'm never again gonna wish I was dead
F*ck that
When everyday's the same, it's unlikely that they'll change
And if they do then who's to say "That they won't get worse"
But if everyday's the same, and it's causing you pain
I'd suggest before you go you try to improve things first
I come out of the shop with a pie and a coke
$20 of fuel, packet of smokes
I'm going to work pretty much broke
It's cold and 6:30 in the morning
My headlight's been out the last 6 weeks
No police about on the back streets
There's empty cans on my passenger seat
And the whole world keeps on turning
$20 of fuel, packet of smokes
I'm going to work pretty much broke
It's cold and 6:30 in the morning
My headlight's been out the last 6 weeks
No police about on the back streets
There's empty cans on my passenger seat
And bills up to the final warning
F*ck this
The whole world keeps turning as I say to myself
I'm a bit dusty this morning, last night had a few
But I still get to work like I always do
I spend must of the day thinking about you
And that makes me feel like a total wanker
So I talk about the weather with people from work
I suppose to workout whether I need a shirt
I'm trying to feel like I'm not burnt
But my heads a trap and my hearts an anchor
F*ck this
The whole world keeps turning as I say to myself
Well people ask me "What's been going on?"
I tell them "Not much" and they agree "Not wrong"
I drink and smoke and try to write songs
Replay all the shit spinning 'round in my head
Then I catch myself out and that gives me the shits
Cos theres no future in it and I want to quite
Negative thinking is my worst bad habit
But i'm never again gonna wish I was dead
F*ck that
When everyday's the same, it's unlikely that they'll change
And if they do then who's to say "That they won't get worse"
But if everyday's the same, and it's causing you pain
I'd suggest before you go you try to improve things first
I come out of the shop with a pie and a coke
$20 of fuel, packet of smokes
I'm going to work pretty much broke
It's cold and 6:30 in the morning
My headlight's been out the last 6 weeks
No police about on the back streets
There's empty cans on my passenger seat
And the whole world keeps on turning