The comforting ache
Of the summer holidays
Pointless days pining

Afternoons whining
The suburbs scream
At passers by

The scream of escape
A new siren


Wasted lives
Hope takes flight
I don't mind

Losing self respect
I've done it before
And i'll do it again

I'm stifled tonight
Which is fine
I've done it before

And i'll do it again

I'm hotter than this

Under regular beams of light
Toothpaste smiles
Don't seem so bright


I'm marching on
Don't revise

I don't mind
Losing self respect
I've done it before

And i'll do it again
I'm thwarted tonight
Which is fine

See i've done it before
And i'll do it again


The kids are sick again
Nothing to look forward to
They jumped the cliff again

Future sinks beneath the blue x4