I'm Not Bulimic (I Just Wanted To See How Far I Could Stick My Fingers Down My Throat)

歌詞

Wishing I was someone else It's my own fault that I'm fucked up but I still worry about my mental health I've g-g-got a stutter and the memory of a goldfish My mind is melting into mush because I barely use it I think it's time to sort it out, to get a job and move out But I'm just a kid! So? Deal with it! It's the credit crunch, that's my excuse for being unemployed for months Wishing I was someone else but I'm not, I'm myself And I really need some cash 'cos chasing dreams don't pay you jack So put the kettle on, leave the tea bag in because I like it strong My mouth is burned to bits and I'm practically drowning in PG Tips I'm not promising anything but I'll try to try To get a job instead of watching TV all of the time But we all know the best thing since sliced bread Is two pints of Lager and a packet of crisps PlayStation 3 is owning me, I'm sick of playing Game Boy, Nintendo and Xbox 360 My thumbs have blisters on the plasters covering blisters Triangle and circle are my brothers, X and square my sisters I moved back in with my mum, no job, no money, no hope, no fun I owe about a million grand for my guitar, my amp and a band van I studied music at University, spent another million grand on tuition fees and then left without a degree We are the kids of the recession, credit cards, overdrafts, loans and no pensions We are the kids, we'll learn our lesson by years of living in a country in depression