words & tune - chas
Emotional masks are peeling
Cracks start to form in my feelings
Asleep, or almost, and alone
Bored and boring laughter drones in every home
I can't be bothered to look back
Don't want to paper over the cracks
I'm quite prepared to watch it all fall apart
I'm quite happy to stand back
I'm trapped in a place where everything's wrong
I've realised the whole world's like this so where do I belong?
Why find myself something pointless to do?
So I can ignore the worthlessness too?
If you're looking for a way out, you won't find
one shown
Our leaders don't want anyone going it alone
Our leaders
I can't be bothered to look back
Don't want to paper over the cracks
I'm quite prepared to watch it all fall apart
I'm quite happy to stand back
Help, I'm too bored to be depressed
Nowhere is left to be alone
Don't bury me, I'm still alive
I just can't be bothered to move
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