Curdled milk morning
cold coffee dawn
grey hours keep pouring
Panic in the yawn
Pain in my neck
and worry in my step
Can't put a finger on
the reasons Im upset
Look away from the news
the telly turns me vex
arguments with missus
its been months since we had cold cold
sex

Much less loving
I Watch berocca hit
the water
Madly fizzing into nothing

I know that you've been feeling less than perfect
You wanna throw your hand up in the air
give up give up give up -
you will make it thru the day of this I'm certain
Somehow

Bad days and dead chat
Heartbreaks and setbacks
no sleep and old stress
nightmares and cold sweats

gnash teeth til sore gums
play games til sore thumbs
been a while since to called mums
fell out, been a war on

And how I tell myself things'll get better
if I just hold it down

Tenser and testy since the brexit
Would London miss me if I left it
these thoughts bare left me in a puddle
I called my ex begged for a cuddle

I know that you've been feeling less than perfect
You wanna throw your hand up in the air
give up give up give up -
you will make it thru the day of this I'm certain
Somehow


both my hands are losing ones
depression is a nuisance, man
Stand in front of mirror asking
asking who's the man, who's the man

I'm looking left to right
I'm looking set to right
I'm only opponent is me
I'm mashing my silly self up

lashing out at helping hand
Looking weak i cant stand
Don't want to see no therapist
just let me be I'll handle it

Anvils on my shoulders
My confidence's a smouldering wreck
thoughts turned against me
bastards threw me off deck.

I know that you've been feeling less than perfect
You wanna throw your hand up in the air
give up give up give up -
you will make it thru the day of this I'm certain