The scrumpled up coat on my living room floor resembles the body of a dead man
The body of the man that occupied it last
I've had enough of this place, Gotta get out of it fast
Shitting by candlelight
Sounds ridiculous right?
Well that's just the state of play here at the moment
No money for comfort
As mist clouds gather over my old school
Nothing to do but just sit here and poo.
No money for lightbulbs
I need toothpaste and tea
Too disillusioned to pull myself from the sofa today.
I need some of those lightbulbs that save energy.
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