Album: Philophobia
I need them for my headaches, I need them for skin
We need it for a night out and sometimes for a night in
The room stinks of poppers, the bog's full of bile
At least I'm not shitting blood again
I always sat it's worst in the while
I hear we had a good time I hear I was a riot
I would've like me a lot last night, I could've put me to shame last night
I feel out with a lover, I fell out with my friends
I'm still trying to work out where the weekend ends
No solids on sunday, we can eat in the week
You said I was fucked - you got some fucking cheek
I hear we had a good time I hear I was a right laugh
I really loved you a lot last night I could've hugged you to death last night