[Intro: Roberta Flack]

And hiding from your anger

Is a sign

And hiding from your anger

Is a sign

[Interlude: Tom Scott,

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]

It fuckin', it plays up at the start

[?]

[?] the headphones

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Oh, don't worry, it's all good

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I'm just tryna say something cool

I like this beat, uh

Oh, nah, it's back, it's back

Hahaha

It's good now

Sick of that emo shit right

(I'm sick of that emo shit)

It's pretty much the same shit, different day, ya know?

Check it out, uh

[Verse 1: Tom Scott]

I'm sick of living in my crazy head

And fighting with the missus over something bullshit, like who made the bed

I'm sick of writing 'bout the pain and dread

I'm sick of dwelling on the day I'm dead, I'm living for today instead

There ain't no reason for chopping my throat

Jumping a cliff, or knottin' a rope, it's just life

And I'm sick of being down in the docks, rocking a boat

I'm thinking 'bout what I got and not what I don't

'Cause I could make it, living great, waste it, hitting hay

Blazin' it away or change it with my brain

Basically, if I stay patient, it's okay

Take it with a grain, same shit, different day

Hatred ricochets, words bounce off me

I ain't letting nothing in this whole town stop me

Write my thoughts and save the moment

Because life's too short just to waste it moanin'

And yeah, sometimes it's hard, but I'm not going mad

And yeah, sometimes I cry, but not 'cause I'm sad

I'm just grateful for life and options I had

And this talent that I got from my dad, y'know?

See, I get the buzz that you get from popping a tab

From these words that I jot on the pad, and although

I spend a lot my spare time locked in a lab

It ain't like hip-hop's all I have (Nuh-uh)

[Chorus: Tom Scott]

I got love, and life, and trust, and truth

I got friends, and fam, and barbequed food

I got time, a mind, a room, a roof

I got bros that I know that I can talk to

I got me, myself, my health, my crew

I got now, and hope for everything new

I got a life that ain't even halfway through

I'm almost there like school kids at half-past-two

[Verse 2: Tom Scott]

It's like fate is maybe, like someday close

I can't turn back now, like one-way roads

I'm feeling grateful for life and my mundane bros

And my mum that makes the baddest Sunday roast

I got a girl that's always there to make it better

And I'm just hoping like I'm Al Green, and maybe we could stay together

I say forever, she's like, "Let's say whenever"

I'm like, "K", I'm just grateful for the day I met her

She ain't no racing rat chasing cheddar

She likes it better when I pay attention instead of pay a tenner

That's why I feel like I'm made of leather

And I don't need the drugs anymore, now E ain't my favourite letter

I could've been just a fucked up fiend

But I'm sweet and the notes that I love ain't green

And the world is just a plane ticket away

Take it with the grain, same shit, different day, what

[Interlude: George Clooney, Mark Wahlberg, Spike Jonze, Ice Cube]

"What's the most important thing in life?"

"What are you talking about?"

"What's the most important thing?"

"Respect"

"Too dependent on other people"

"What, love?"

"A little Disneyland, isn't it?"

"God's will"

"Close

Necessity"