A night in Notts
Sat in my room with a sad indie tune, I should be on the mend but depression is the trend, So they say. Trying to change my mood without resorting to the food, Or snorting through the bag, (fuck it gives a fag...) Its just gonna end with Matty, saying its alright to be a fatty, So you set the cunt alight, alright lets try not fight tonight, So you say.
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