Feeder song from the Picture of Perfect Youth B-side compilation.
Lyrics:
Waking up at twelve in my clothes again
Feel my head explode from a night of gin
Another night out late
I don’t want to drink don’t want to be a clown
I got to get my feet back on the ground
Before it pulls me in
How come it ended up like this
And who’s gonna catch me when I’m coming down to hit the ground again
All by myself “waking up at 12 in my clothes again”
Cause I don’t want to drag you down hold you down
Cause you’re a friend, I blame myself “feel my head explode from a night of gin”
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now
On the underground with the freaks and frowns
Looking at the world through silver clouds
But then it all came down
I’ve got to rise above the emotional flood
I’ve got to cut these ropes around my hands
Pull myself around
How come it ended up like this
And who’s gonna be there when I’ve lost control I’m heading to crashland
All by myself “waking up at 12 in my clothes again”
Cause I don’t want to drag you down, hold you down
Cause you’re a friend I blame myself” feel my head explode from a night of gin”
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now
All by myself, cause I don’t want to drag you down,
Hold you down cause you’re a friend. I blame myself
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now, it’s such a shame
All by myself (waking up at 12 in my clothes again)
Cause I don’t want to drag you down, hold you down,
Cause you’re a friend. I blame myself (feel my head explode from a night of gin)
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now, it’s such a sin
All by myself (waking up at 12 in my clothes again)
Cause I don’t want to drag you down, hold you down
Cause you’re a friend I blame myself (feel my head explode from a night of gin)
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now.
