| Tatooine dreams with an i, daniel blake reality
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| Need to stretch me legs for exercise I’m pacing manically
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| Mind racing after me too weak to catch me up
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| Stuck between 'suicidal thoughts' and 'easy back it up'
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| You need to wrap it now lee you’ve had enough
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| Touché, my blue suede adidas trabs are scuffed
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| How am i supposed where am supposed to be
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| With no degree? |
| i guess i best just get this dole for free
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| Enough to smoke a g or 2 a week, we always found some more
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| You know where I’m goin if I’m walkin out the door
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| And it isn’t choir practice
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| Drag m bed into the offie cos m money’s inside the mattress
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| Fuck it, gimme one of those, one of them and a thai beer
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| And I’m sleeping right ere
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| Blurry eyed, out-of-body, panoramic world view
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| Meditate myself away i’m ouchea in a curfew
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| Fuck rap i’m tryna re-write the book you swear too
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| Leezus i’m sound with everyone but still swerve you
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| In the school of hard knocks, voted most likely
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| To look in the mirror and say «i know you don’t like me»
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| Last scene, sipping a beer in old blighty
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| Missing since reverse engineering me own psyche
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| Me on one side and the world sat opposite
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| Take up the most space but tell you to back off a bit
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| Melancholic but act choleric, wrote a compliment
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| On the back of me hand and slapped god with it
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| This isn’t an andy capp comic strip
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| Do better! |