GODAWFUL - Lee Scott

When isn’t something I was planning on saying to you any time soon

Even when the sun takes over from a petrified moon

(In the mornin') going all in he’s a know it all him

I know a thing or two about a thing or two

Nah you don’t know shit you just think you do

Keep your mouth shut, drink your brew

Play the background like Mr. Blue

I’m off like I’ve got shit to do

(I'm off!) Fresh tracksuit for me Job Seekers interview

(So when do I get me money mate??) Looking like I’ve already rinsed a few

Shit isn’t something I’m tryin to give

Livin to die or dyin to live

Revenge is too sweet I’m not tryna' forgive (tryna = trying to)

I’m takin it in but me minds like a sieve

All this negative energy holdin me back

I sit and I drink on me own in the flat

Dropped me phone in the crack of couch

Pulled it out with a rat and an ounce

Now I’m buildin a bat, courageous defense but a timid attack

Fitting in is a trap peddling lies as definitive facts

Another miserable act, that maybe this but this isn’t that

Leave a tip in the hat

Then walk away like what an awful day, eh!

Walk away like what a god awful day

You walk away like what a god awful day

Walk away like what a god awful day, eh!

Then you walk away like what a god awful day

Then you walk away like what a god awful day, eh!

Then you walk away like what a god awful day

Then you walk away like what a god awful day

You walk away like what a god awful day

Depressed chicks with red lips in bedsits

Can you over dose on Lemsips?

My guess is;

yes!

Capsizing friendships revenge sits on your shoulder

Like an angel with a death wish, urgh!

I’m tryin not to frown when I pose for photographs

I be neckin pepsi from a coca cola glass

Want it all?

Pray to God, you can only ask

It’s in the bag, I chill I sag but I don’t relax

No I, no I, no I don’t relax

I chill I sag but I don’t relax

No I, no I, no I don’t relax

I chill I sag but I don’t relax