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Here’s to 7 months of sober thoughts and no rest
Fingers down my throat boaking for the best
Or just for anything to come up
But I don’t seem to be having much luck
Another letter from COPFS
Just to remind me that I’m stuck in this mess
But instead of sulking here on my own
I guess I could probably answer the phone
You said “Man, it’s like bad sex. Thoughts of this will soon fade away.”
But until I’ve stop cursing at blue skies I’ll find it hard to see things that way

That red door of hope doesn’t really fill me with much
It just leads me to stacks of cardboard boxes and thoughts of giving up
whilst ignoring friends who just don’t want to see me lose touch
But I can’t think of how to thank them enough

Most days if you don’t find me at that laundrette in Leith
Counting the holes in my clothes while counting the holes in my teeth
Then I’ll be up here praying for a severe lack of oxygen so I can crack a smile,
then shut my eyes and let go

I keep drifting off and dreaming about
4 years ago when I had this sussed or at least thought I did
Now I can’t help but feel like I’ve let everyone down
through a series of poor choices
In an attempt to do the opposite
And now it looks like it all might have been in vain
I guess in a few weeks I’ll know for sure.

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from Shitty People & Toothache EP, released July 27, 2018

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Pop punk band from Scotland on Asian Man Records/Brassneck Records/Umlaut Records/Waterslide Records. Also on indefinite hiatus since Dec 1st 2019.

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