Fetusman
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All my friends are getting real old
Not surface level but deep in their soul
Twenty one going on seventy nine
You just don't have the spark you had in your prime
You got no life, you got no goals
Head down to the pub and drink a pint full of woes
Wake up from bed, dreading the day
You're driving in your car everyone's going past in planes
Hey, yeah you little fetusman
You've wasted time but so's everyone who can
You barely learnt how to walk, you're barely out of the womb
Don't stress yourself out cos you don't know what you're doing
Hey, yeah you little fetusman
You've wasted time but so's everyone who can
You barely learnt how to walk, you're barely out of the womb
Don't stress yourself out cos you don't know what you're doing
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I met a lady on the train
She had a wrinkly body but still a young brain
And she looked at the trees through the windows
And she said
I've climbed every single one of those
I'm not done yet
I guess I'll carry on till my heart'll go
And then she turned her head
I've had e-fucking-nough
Of wasted lives
Hostages in a room
Of led lights
There's no going back the train's left the platform edge
And all I can think about
Is cutting off this old ladies head
Hey, yeah you little fetusman
You've wasted time but so's everyone who can
You barely learnt how to walk, you're barely out of the womb
Don't stress yourself out cos you don't know what you're doing
Hey, yeah you little fetusman
You've wasted time but so's everyone who can
You barely learnt how to walk, you're barely out of the womb
Don't stress yourself out, don't stress yourself out
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All my friends are getting real old
Not surface level but deep in their soul
Twenty one going on seventy nine
You just don't have the spark you had in your prime
You got no life, you got no goals
Head down to the pub and drink a pint full of woes
Wake up from bed, dreading the day
You're driving in your car everyone's going past in planes
Hey, yeah you little fetusman
You've wasted time but so's everyone who can
You barely learnt how to walk, you're barely out of the womb
Don't stress yourself out cos you don't know what you're doing
Hey, yeah you little fetusman
You've wasted time but so's everyone who can
You barely learnt how to walk, you're barely out of the womb
Don't stress yourself out cos you don't know what you're doing
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I met a lady on the train
She had a wrinkly body but still a young brain
And she looked at the trees through the windows
And she said
I've climbed every single one of those
I'm not done yet
I guess I'll carry on till my heart'll go
And then she turned her head
I've had e-fucking-nough
Of wasted lives
Hostages in a room
Of led lights
There's no going back the train's left the platform edge
And all I can think about
Is cutting off this old ladies head
Hey, yeah you little fetusman
You've wasted time but so's everyone who can
You barely learnt how to walk, you're barely out of the womb
Don't stress yourself out cos you don't know what you're doing
Hey, yeah you little fetusman
You've wasted time but so's everyone who can
You barely learnt how to walk, you're barely out of the womb
Don't stress yourself out, don't stress yourself out
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Writer(s): Edison Akers
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