Looking Up
Pseudo Lucid
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Fucks going on Paul, ya mad cunt What've you been doing? What's been happening down in fucking tassie, bro? You been recording much shit or what? Banging them tracks.... Banging them flaps What else you been doing aye? Well, shit is really looking up, loving the vibes I haven't got a lot of money but I'm struggling by Bit of a grind and I feel like I'm running behind But other than life I've had a bloody wonderful time I'm coping alright like mostly I think That I'm stoked I'm alive and It's dope to exist And I'm not gonna go nosedive from a cliff Got a sixer of Boags back home in the fridge Don't wanna moan (No!) don't wanna whinge No homo, no emotional swings But I go through the motions emoting a grin While I'm slowly corroding and lonely within So I'm pretty good, how you going with things? Hopeless and broken? We're totally twins! Lets go drink 'till we're both so sick That we don't know shit and we're broke, it's a win win Hey bruz, how's ya nuts travelling? Great but my brain is unraveling Stay drunk and take drugs so much I may just erupt but mate, not much happening Hey bitch, how's ya tits swinging? I think I'm addicted to shit, but I'm winning Not dead yet so I guess I'm on top Of the constant depression and stress that I got So we're all just stuck in a maze in our heads And we're all in a rush tryna change for the best Awesome and awful our brains are a mess We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet And we've all done dumb shit we pray to forget And we've all got a gut full of pain and regret Glorious, tortured, amazing and yep We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet Nah... We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet Nah nah nah We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet Nah We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet Nah nah nah We are all fucked up... What cunt? I'm living in a pickle what a pitiful predicament Depression is a pressure cooker and I'm getting sick of it Never any energy, never looking legitimate I'm feeling like I'm peddling a pushy up a pyramid I'm exhausted but it is awesome, just Give me four minutes more while I clutch at endorphins Brah, I was just gonna call ya but I've been all in a rush getting drunk in the corner Set that alarm, gotta get up fresh Tomorrow I'll be ready for my next success Yeah, shit is getting better but I'm buried under bottles And I'll probably be bitter when the next sun sets Give it up for the bunch of survivors Hunched in the trenches, life is a cunt but we're fighters Enter the dungeon and rush the defenses And exit alive, are we crushed by the crisis? Nah... We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet Nah nah nah We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet Nah We are all fucked up but we ain't dead yet Nah nah nah We are all fucked up... Fucking oath mate, I'm alive F*ck oath mate... I'm alive, mate, I'm... Alive And you? Me? Lapping it up in fucking Queensland weather, son Smashing the weather... Smashing... I'm smashing fucking pineapples, cunt
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