Back To Basics

The world doesn't need another four and a half
White men peddling their songs as art
I guess I'll be the one to be let down again
My blood sweat and time doesn't make you inclined
To pick up a shovel next to me in line
I'll always be the one to go down with the ship

And if it weren't for the wicked ones
Tugging on my sleeve, I don't know where we'd be
And if it weren't for the wicked ones
Tugging on my sleeve, I don't know where we'd be

Let's go back to basics
Living in my damp, infested basement
Dancing off our faces
It was everything

Let's go back to basics
Before we gathered all the time we've wasted
It's harder now we're ageing to care about anything
Anything

I've got more questions than I've answers here
I'm getting dumber every passing year
Since I stopped drinking I can feel again
It hurts, I feel alive, I can't stop thinking about dying
And I, I don't wanna speak a
A single letter of it

I've got a wall that's full of memories
'Coz my internal one can't hang a thing
I'm having trouble with this clarity
It hurts and I'm inspired
I can't stop thinking about how I wound up here
And I don't wanna hear a
A single word about it

Let's go back to basics
Living in my damp, infested basement
Dancing off our faces
It was everything