Sack It Off
Good performances begin with being freshly rehearsed so I'm not keen on having drinks without having a few drinks first. A couple nearby, like a stretch, just to warm up the system. or maybe three then, but start to get comfortable and a bit pissed and...
Inertia interferes, inclination disappears. Doubt anyone there will notice or care. Fuck it, let's just stay here.
Said we'd go, might be a laugh, but doesn't take long for the ordeal of getting up of my arse to start losing its appeal. Distance times effort required, over current levels of sedation. And double it all cos I'm tired: the can-i-be-fucked equation.
Inertia interferes, inclination disappears. Doubt anyone there will notice or care. Fuck it, let's just stay here.
Think I'd be bored if this was all there was, if we didn't have some better place to be, but somehow sacking off plans to do fuck all always sounds like a solid plan to me. I'm not sure why, there's just something about having opportunity to decline. Saying that I'll go and then flaking out, a last-minute change of mind, switch from stella to wine, maybe head back to mine, like I could do anytime.
Inertia interferes, inclination disappears. Doubt anyone there will notice or care. Fuck it, let's just stay here.
Inertia interferes, inclination disappears. Doubt anyone there will notice or care. Fuck it, let's just stay here.
Said we'd go, might be a laugh, but doesn't take long for the ordeal of getting up of my arse to start losing its appeal. Distance times effort required, over current levels of sedation. And double it all cos I'm tired: the can-i-be-fucked equation.
Inertia interferes, inclination disappears. Doubt anyone there will notice or care. Fuck it, let's just stay here.
Think I'd be bored if this was all there was, if we didn't have some better place to be, but somehow sacking off plans to do fuck all always sounds like a solid plan to me. I'm not sure why, there's just something about having opportunity to decline. Saying that I'll go and then flaking out, a last-minute change of mind, switch from stella to wine, maybe head back to mine, like I could do anytime.
Inertia interferes, inclination disappears. Doubt anyone there will notice or care. Fuck it, let's just stay here.
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Writer(s): Alastair James Sweeney
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