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I′m drunk and Ned is sober
Why do I live life like that Duchamp work of art?
Always on its side
Your Saturday looks saccharine
Just sack it in, lets do something together
You look like you never bought a scratchcard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm drunk and Ned is sober
Why do I live life like that Duchamp work of art?
Always on its side
Your Saturday looks saccharine
Just sack it in, lets do something together
You look like you never bought a scratchcard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We tell ourselves these stories to make sense of situations
And although our minds are glorious
We′re slaves to our perception
There's no light at the end of our tunnel vision
Unless we can create some
Let's be brave in our rejection
Become everything they hate because
I′m drunk and Ned is sober
Why do I live life like that Duchamp work of art?
Always on its side
Your Saturday looks saccharine
Just sack it in, lets do something together
You look like you never bought a scratchcard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Lets fly into this country, man, and feel a little bolder
We can build ourselves with pride
Refine our minds, mate, you′re my brother
And we're running from the road again
Both proudly lost together
I′m the outline of yourself, my friend
You've got the patience and the paint
These stories that we tell ourselves
You can′t control, construct them
Rather than silence them, stand up and scream them
The lights in your eyes shine a trick of the medium
Reclaim your voice and laugh at ignorance
Look after your weekends
And tear yourself down to the wicks again
'Cause one day you might have to preach it
I′m drunk and Ned is sober
Why do I live life like that Damien Hirst piece?
Cut up
Your Saturday looks saccharine
Just sack it in, lets do something together
You look like you never bought a scratchcard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Why do I live life like that Duchamp work of art?
Always on its side
Your Saturday looks saccharine
Just sack it in, lets do something together
You look like you never bought a scratchcard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm drunk and Ned is sober
Why do I live life like that Duchamp work of art?
Always on its side
Your Saturday looks saccharine
Just sack it in, lets do something together
You look like you never bought a scratchcard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We tell ourselves these stories to make sense of situations
And although our minds are glorious
We′re slaves to our perception
There's no light at the end of our tunnel vision
Unless we can create some
Let's be brave in our rejection
Become everything they hate because
I′m drunk and Ned is sober
Why do I live life like that Duchamp work of art?
Always on its side
Your Saturday looks saccharine
Just sack it in, lets do something together
You look like you never bought a scratchcard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Lets fly into this country, man, and feel a little bolder
We can build ourselves with pride
Refine our minds, mate, you′re my brother
And we're running from the road again
Both proudly lost together
I′m the outline of yourself, my friend
You've got the patience and the paint
These stories that we tell ourselves
You can′t control, construct them
Rather than silence them, stand up and scream them
The lights in your eyes shine a trick of the medium
Reclaim your voice and laugh at ignorance
Look after your weekends
And tear yourself down to the wicks again
'Cause one day you might have to preach it
I′m drunk and Ned is sober
Why do I live life like that Damien Hirst piece?
Cut up
Your Saturday looks saccharine
Just sack it in, lets do something together
You look like you never bought a scratchcard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Jonathan David Marriott, George Marriott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

