Headache
I'm splish splashing the piss splatter on me back garden
Cause I came home shattered again
I wasn't out with me friends
I was out with myself and I was out of my head
I'm at the end of the end
But now the end is my friend
And I don't wanna be dead
I couldn't do that to them
Im young full of torment
I feel so tortured
Prick stamped on me forehead
Don't want a son or a daughter
I remember back when my room felt so enormous
Now I know every corner
Like I'm singing the chorus
And I'm reading the stories
Old men in their forties
Selling drugs for the glory
But it's the kids they're affecting
Their kids mates are collecting
The twenty bags and directing
Them at my mates no detection
The garda doesn't respect it
They'll come around and arrest them
And now some unsuspecting woman lost her son for a paycheck
And it's natural selection
He says
He was born to get caught
To be locked up and shot up in the joy with the lot
And the rest of the boys get him battered and slocked
Because he never paid his debts and his ma changed the locks
So they can't break in and break her and smash up the shop
Because they can't find the money that he stashed with his socks
And now he's helpless and hopeless and wants it to stop
So he kicks out the stool and lets his feet just drop
Having you on my mind been a long night
Havent dreamt of the nights in a long time
I've been trying to confess I only talk shite
Everytime I try to make sense I choose the wrong time
Excuse my language for the words that I'm saying
And excuse my heart for the way that I say it
Excuse my mouth for the way I don't convey it
And excuse myself for the way that I'm betraying
Me feelings
They never listened now he's hanging from the ceiling
They never listened when he listed all the reasons
And when he came home he found out she was cheating
But it didn't really matter she was leaving
Suitcase at the door and she's screaming
There's no one looking out for him he's no one to believe in
Mad at himself for the way he concealed it
And now wasn't gonna be the time to reveal it
When you said that thing
Yeah it crushed me
Oh that dress looks nice you look lovely
And you didn't have to say that I was ugly
Knew it by the way you said you didn't love me
Having you on my mind been a long night
Havent dreamt of the nights in a long time
I've been trying to confess I only talk shite
Everytime I try to make sense I choose the wrong time
Having you on my mind been a long night
Havent dreamt of the nights in a long time
I've been trying to confess I only talk shite
Everytime I try to make sense I choose the wrong time
Cause I came home shattered again
I wasn't out with me friends
I was out with myself and I was out of my head
I'm at the end of the end
But now the end is my friend
And I don't wanna be dead
I couldn't do that to them
Im young full of torment
I feel so tortured
Prick stamped on me forehead
Don't want a son or a daughter
I remember back when my room felt so enormous
Now I know every corner
Like I'm singing the chorus
And I'm reading the stories
Old men in their forties
Selling drugs for the glory
But it's the kids they're affecting
Their kids mates are collecting
The twenty bags and directing
Them at my mates no detection
The garda doesn't respect it
They'll come around and arrest them
And now some unsuspecting woman lost her son for a paycheck
And it's natural selection
He says
He was born to get caught
To be locked up and shot up in the joy with the lot
And the rest of the boys get him battered and slocked
Because he never paid his debts and his ma changed the locks
So they can't break in and break her and smash up the shop
Because they can't find the money that he stashed with his socks
And now he's helpless and hopeless and wants it to stop
So he kicks out the stool and lets his feet just drop
Having you on my mind been a long night
Havent dreamt of the nights in a long time
I've been trying to confess I only talk shite
Everytime I try to make sense I choose the wrong time
Excuse my language for the words that I'm saying
And excuse my heart for the way that I say it
Excuse my mouth for the way I don't convey it
And excuse myself for the way that I'm betraying
Me feelings
They never listened now he's hanging from the ceiling
They never listened when he listed all the reasons
And when he came home he found out she was cheating
But it didn't really matter she was leaving
Suitcase at the door and she's screaming
There's no one looking out for him he's no one to believe in
Mad at himself for the way he concealed it
And now wasn't gonna be the time to reveal it
When you said that thing
Yeah it crushed me
Oh that dress looks nice you look lovely
And you didn't have to say that I was ugly
Knew it by the way you said you didn't love me
Having you on my mind been a long night
Havent dreamt of the nights in a long time
I've been trying to confess I only talk shite
Everytime I try to make sense I choose the wrong time
Having you on my mind been a long night
Havent dreamt of the nights in a long time
I've been trying to confess I only talk shite
Everytime I try to make sense I choose the wrong time
Credits
Writer(s): Liam Duffin
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