Doledrums Lyrics
By King Prawn
The days I waste doing nothing
But smoking the better days
When things are getting boring
Herbal remedy killing 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
Cant you see Im 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 nobodys offering me a job
In the appointment pages
They havent got a lot
Is there any hope
For people like me ?
If I close my eyes
Then I can pretend to be
Anything I want
Then its back to reality
Sitting like a zombie
Watching daytime TV
Home alone
With the home grown
Get fucked up til the early morn