Spinning

Spinning
I been chasing that feeling
I been dealing with business
Who the fuck am I kidding, man I'm
Spinning

Dear diary
You wouldn't guess what happened to me last night
I fell asleep blacked out under some bathroom lights
And all my friends they told me it was a sign
But now there's no-one here to talk to except for you
And dear diary, could you find a way to say i'm sorry
I don't think i had a way to say it properly
Don't think i'd have the balls if i could be honest
We're both just torn and frail so i'm

Spinning
I been chasing that feeling
I been dealing with business
Who the fuck am I kidding, man I'm
Spinning
I been chasing that feeling
I been dealing with business, man
I'm the businessman but i'm
Spinning

But it don't stop
Watch days pass 'til the months gone spinning round on a dying rock
It accelerates cause i'm older, spaced out on my sofa
Tried to write just for closure and every step feels closer
Cause i'm more alone than i've ever been, this gap years made a big gap
The pressures on can't relay that to all the friends i don't text back
I saw my birthday pass and barely celebrated, I lost my heart now i struggle dating
Still screw the world like my nails painted, my sleeve tainted, my dreams slated
I ripped every page out that stupid diary, I wish someone would just come and just hire me
I'd settle down if it killed my anxieties, it's like i'm drowning when i breathe
Dear diary, this is the last page that i wrote, when this ends, where can i go?
Somewhere with a little more hope til the world explodes



Credits
Writer(s): Fred Wilko
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