Forlorn Leghorn Crywank

[Verse]
The memories that bond us are not always found in fondness
And sometimes when we reminisce, it's the nuisance that we miss
Well, look at me now, I am a dullard
Not much to say, not much to ask
Much time has passed and I'm doing the same
Staying indoors, playing video games
I'm on a website, I'm watching TV
Dystopian sci-fi, live life through a screen
I am numb to the point of no return
I work for this lifestyle with what I earn
One meal a day, eight cups of coffee
One pack of biscuits, one pouch of 'baccy
One drink after work, one bag of weed
Two choccy B's, rent, bills, repeat

[Chorus]
It's sad to think of what I prioritise when I list what I consume to try and stay alive
Why list the fruits of my labour when labour is most of my life?
It's sad to think of what I prioritise when I list what I consume to try and stay alive
Why list the fruits of my labour when labour is most of my life?

[Outro]
Sit and dwell
Deconstruct all teenage hippy dreams
And now you dream about wearing a suit to work?
You suck