S.L.U.M.P

Don't wake me, I'm so happy
Losing grip on my reality
Let me drown in apathy
From boy to man the tragedy

Holes in my shoes and knots in my hair
A fist full of ideas, but no one cares
Another day time TV binge
Washed up re-run? I know the feeling

All my friends are out of touch
Drugs don't work, I'm out of luck
Bank account don't give a fuck
I'm out of love, I'm out of love

Life goal another facebook post
Boast, boast, boast, boast, boast, boast
I'm 25 I'm still living at home
I'm a joke, joke, joke

Holes in my shoes and payments overdue,
Another bail out another refused
Sell my TV, sell my guitars, pay my rent, save up for a car

One hundred pounds won't get you very far
One hundred pounds won't get you very far

I don't care, I wont listen

All my friends are out of touch
Drugs don't work, I'm out of luck
Bank account don't give a fuck
I'm out of love, I'm out of love

All my friends are out of touch
Drugs don't work, I'm out of luck
Bank account don't give a fuck
I'm out of love, I'm out of love