| And I don’t ever feel too much round here
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| And I never did
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| And I don’t ever see the sun round here
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| And I never did
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| I’ve been walking for days
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| Just, just trying to find a song
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| That could heal my woes
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| But so many faces never could
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| I’ve been standing alone
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| In a full room trying to feel
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| Like I was someone too
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| But I never could
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| And I don’t ever feel too much round here
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| And I never did
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| And I don’t ever see the sun round here
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| And I never did
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| Been sinking deeper and deeper
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| Drowning the frowns away
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| And beneath this tough skin
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| I’m screaming for someone else
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| What I say is falling on deaf ears
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| When I cry no-one sees
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| My skinny legs drag me across
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| These cracked pavements and stench streets
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| And I don’t ever feel too much round here
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| And I never did
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| And I don’t ever see the sun round here
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| And I never did
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| And I never did
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| No I never did
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| And I don’t ever feel too much round here
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| And I never did
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| And I don’t ever see the sun round here
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| And I never did
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| And I never did
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| And I never did
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| Nah, round here
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| No, no, no
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| Never feel too much round here
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| And I never did |