Lyrics to Already Dead
And I’ve had the worst of weeks
I broke my iPhone screen
My team they took defeat
Welcome to the life of me
My van won’t start today
The batteries flat again
I wish there was an easy way
To make things go away
But I do things on the cheap
That’s why they last a week
This world it has me beat
Life hacks don't work with me
And life’s for the living so live it instead
But I'm already, I'm already dead
Already Dead
And there’s nothing on the telly box
(Oi, change the channel yeah?)
No chance of finding matching socks
(Oi, Oi pass me the other one)
And I’ve got no tea bags left
(What do you mean we ain't got nothing?)
So it looks like i’ll suffer instead
And I don't wanna work today
Scraping through till pay day
This feels like an 8 day week
And this what I don't really need
“And you millennial's think you can
Run away from your problems
By pretending to be somebody else
Well it doesn't work like that”
I wish my life changed like a TV channel
And soaked it all up like a wet flannel
My bodies no temple it’s like casket
No riding over the moon in E.T.’s basket
I broke my iPhone screen
My team they took defeat
Welcome to the life of me
My van won’t start today
The batteries flat again
I wish there was an easy way
To make things go away
But I do things on the cheap
That’s why they last a week
This world it has me beat
Life hacks don't work with me
And life’s for the living so live it instead
But I'm already, I'm already dead
Already Dead
And there’s nothing on the telly box
(Oi, change the channel yeah?)
No chance of finding matching socks
(Oi, Oi pass me the other one)
And I’ve got no tea bags left
(What do you mean we ain't got nothing?)
So it looks like i’ll suffer instead
And I don't wanna work today
Scraping through till pay day
This feels like an 8 day week
And this what I don't really need
“And you millennial's think you can
Run away from your problems
By pretending to be somebody else
Well it doesn't work like that”
I wish my life changed like a TV channel
And soaked it all up like a wet flannel
My bodies no temple it’s like casket
No riding over the moon in E.T.’s basket
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