Lyrics GODAWFUL - Lee Scott

GODAWFUL

When isn’t something I was planning on saying to you any time soon
Even when the sun takes over from a petrified moon
(In the mornin') going all in he’s a know it all him
I know a thing or two about a thing or two
Nah you don’t know shit you just think you do
Keep your mouth shut, drink your brew
Play the background like Mr. Blue
I’m off like I’ve got shit to do
(I'm off!) Fresh tracksuit for me Job Seekers interview
(So when do I get me money mate??) Looking like I’ve already rinsed a few
Shit isn’t something I’m tryin to give
Livin to die or dyin to live
Revenge is too sweet I’m not tryna' forgive (tryna = trying to)
I’m takin it in but me minds like a sieve
All this negative energy holdin me back
I sit and I drink on me own in the flat
Dropped me phone in the crack of couch
Pulled it out with a rat and an ounce
Now I’m buildin a bat, courageous defense but a timid attack
Fitting in is a trap peddling lies as definitive facts
Another miserable act, that maybe this but this isn’t that
Leave a tip in the hat
Then walk away like what an awful day, eh!
Walk away like what a god awful day
You walk away like what a god awful day
Walk away like what a god awful day, eh!
Then you walk away like what a god awful day
Then you walk away like what a god awful day, eh!
Then you walk away like what a god awful day
Then you walk away like what a god awful day
You walk away like what a god awful day
Depressed chicks with red lips in bedsits
Can you over dose on Lemsips?
My guess is;
yes!
Capsizing friendships revenge sits on your shoulder
Like an angel with a death wish, urgh!
I’m tryin not to frown when I pose for photographs
I be neckin pepsi from a coca cola glass
Want it all?
Pray to God, you can only ask
It’s in the bag, I chill I sag but I don’t relax
No I, no I, no I don’t relax
I chill I sag but I don’t relax
No I, no I, no I don’t relax
I chill I sag but I don’t relax