Looking Up

Fucks going on Paul, ya mad cunt
What've you been doing?
What's been happening down in fucking tassie, bro?
You been recording much shit or what?
Banging them tracks... Banging them flaps
What else you been doing aye?

Well, shit is really looking up, loving the vibes
I haven't got a lot of money but I'm struggling by
Bit of a grind and I feel like I'm running behind
But other than life I've had a bloody wonderful time
I'm coping alright like mostly I think
That I'm stoked I'm alive and It's dope to exist
And I'm not gonna go nosedive from a cliff
Got a sixer of Boags back home in the fridge
Don't wanna moan (No!) don't wanna whinge
No homo, no emotional swings
But I go through the motions emoting a grin
While I'm slowly corroding and lonely within
So I'm pretty good, how you going with things?
Hopeless and broken? We're totally twins!
Lets go drink 'till we're both so sick
That we don't know shit and we're broke, it's a win win
Hey bruz, how's ya nuts travelling?
Great but my brain is unraveling
Stay drunk and take drugs so much
I may just erupt but mate, not much happening
Hey bitch, how's ya tits swinging?
I think I'm addicted to shit, but I'm winning
Not dead yet so I guess I'm on top
Of the constant depression and stress that I got
So we're all just stuck in a maze in our heads
And we're all in a rush tryna change for the best
Awesome and awful our brains are a mess
We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet
And we've all done dumb shit we pray to forget
And we've all got a gut full of pain and regret
Glorious, tortured, amazing and yep
We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet

Nah...
We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet
Nah nah nah
We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet
Nah
We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet
Nah nah nah
We are all fucked up... What cunt?

I'm living in a pickle what a pitiful predicament
Depression is a pressure cooker and I'm getting sick of it
Never any energy, never looking legitimate
I'm feeling like I'm peddling a pushy up a pyramid
I'm exhausted but it is awesome, just
Give me four minutes more while I clutch at endorphins
Brah, I was just gonna call ya but
I've been all in a rush getting drunk in the corner
Set that alarm, gotta get up fresh
Tomorrow I'll be ready for my next success
Yeah, shit is getting better but I'm buried under bottles
And I'll probably be bitter when the next sun sets
Give it up for the bunch of survivors
Hunched in the trenches, life is a cunt but we're fighters
Enter the dungeon and rush the defenses
And exit alive, are we crushed by the crisis?

Nah...
We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet
Nah nah nah
We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet
Nah
We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet
Nah nah nah
We are all fucked up...

Fucking oath mate, I'm alive
Fuck oath mate... I'm alive, mate, I'm... Alive
And you?

Me? Lapping it up in fucking Queensland weather, son
Smashing the weather... Smashing... I'm smashing fucking pineapples, cunt