Luyện nghe bài hát Pranging Out

I get back from tour and suddenly it doesn't seem much fun to be off my face at quarter to 11am

You're out,
I see through you (I awful)
voice is talking to me,
This aint even funny (The irons on in my house has been in for 4 fucking weeks)
I see you,
I'm about to do something

I daren't say what my manager got lairy and smacked me, these are getting unbearably nasty.
Staring at the crackwork looking scary with my brandy, the and roll clich walks in and then
me.
Carelessly wreckin' out just to handle the fear, I do a line but then panic cos I feel a bit
prangy.
So I glug marlon from the bottle to ease off the pain, then when it starts wearing off I just a bit sad.
Snort more tour support and then a drink, the bruise on the side of my head is madly banging.
The only I started this was to still be here laughing, the only reason I started this was to
be here laughing.

You're out,
I see you,
This is talking to me,
This even funny
I see you,
I'm about to do stupid.

The girl in my bed was kinda distant right now, I know she's thinking a bit frightened somehow,
I don't think she what I'd invited her back to my house.
I don't want anyone to see me like this now,
All sorts of thoughts rolling in my eyes,
I've been a poor sport thoughts in my mind,
A headache, dancing prang by their side,
Dancing with the from the past of my life,
I don't remember any of I just thought at all,
The conclusion to when I forgot it all,
a bit, getting frightened of fuck all,
So nursing my bruise I drink right the bottle,
I don't want anyone I to see me like this,
My in single became lies in lists,
She's sell/tell no doubt,
Fuck it I'm not stop drinking though, I cant for now.

You're out,
I see you,
voice is talking to me,
This even funny.
I see you you,
I'm about to do stupid.

My laptop have slipped down and gone to sleep,
Before the prang this was to dawn on me,
Around the I was sketching trying to con some sleep,
And the new day on me was dawning in here,
I must have while I inputted, waging loads more.
Cos I on bookings, way to tow the score.
Why do I break my rules not to anymore?
I'd flaked on the bookings and totalled on the score,
I've got a problem, but my minds spinning out,
I remembered the between the wine and the stout,
My rush of fear me forget how fucked I had been,
This time I'm my eyes and a fucking nose bleed,
Turning my phone off my promo guy phones me,
The day before getting nasty my manager when he only bit me,
I threw his wallet out of the window as it was heated,
He said your life out' as he punched me over to my feet.

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You're out,
I see you,
voice is talking to me,
This even funny
I see you you,
I'm to do something stupid.

now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide,
Cos with rational thought it would seem that I need to be not doing the stuff that makes seem like
an option,
I need a totally plan right now.