Under the weight of a broken nose

It's not that simple but he won't seem to notice

There must be more to this

So leave those sinker states and

Let's book a holiday

We're painting all the counties in blue

'Cause we're already boring

And we're already hoarding

What else have we got left to accrue?

And the ramblers will say

"It's got a marvelous view"

But they don't know how many lives it took, no

They'll never know what you knew

And we're so calm but we're (fucking scared, f*****g scared)

And we're so calm but we're (fucking scared, f*****g scared)

And we're so calm but we're (fucking scared, f*****g scared)

And we're so calm but we're f*****g scared of people like you

Under the weight of some Sertraline

A couple Prozacs and now I'm pumping dopamine

There must be more to this

We've got a country house now

Old dog has been put down now

It's nice to be your entry

Custom license plate

On our Audi R8

How many grocers does one county need?

And the ramblers will say

"It's still a marvelous view"

But the treadmill still loops

With your hedonic misuse

So come on, one and all to see the apathy

The rings of graced dead souls that fill the tapestry

I look to all of you and see a different f*****g species

Aspiration for a different destination to me

Across the Pennines, thin blue line and the night for the fall

I would do something, if it wasn't all so effort-full

'Cause I'm so high, my brain can't even look at the fall

And when you've reached the top there's nowhere else to go but-

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