Doledrums Songtext

von King Prawn

The days I waste doing nothing
But smoking the better days
When things are getting boring
Herbal remedy killing my mundanity
Am I losing my mind
Or finding my sanctity?
Why carry on with that same old song
Like a scratched record on and on
Life gets boring as it carries on
Never ever changing momentum
You see escape
As a break in the countryside
I need a break from the death inside
Can't you see I'm the living dead
I got a fucked up life
And a fucked up head

Death defied
See me dead inside

Down on my luck
And nobody's offering me a job
In the appointment pages
They haven't got a lot
Is there any hope
For people like me?
If Iclose my eyes
Then I can pretend to be
Anything I want
Then it's back to reality
Sitting like a zombie
Watching daytime TV
Home alone
With the home grown
Get fucked up 'til the early morn