[Chorus: Jacinta Price]

Used to look up to you but you're livin’

In a false frame of mind these days

Used to want your life but you're givin’

It all away, for a false hand

[Verse 1: Requiem]

It all started typewriter, and visor cap

Hawaiian shirt, idol before I was even tryna rap

Likely that I didn't get who I was wanting to be

But now days I just want to be me

A fog of grog and hair of the dog

Lifestyle, I was rarely involved

There I was told, whisky the way to start the day

Work hard, and hard you gotta play

Suit and tie heroes smoke cigars

Hang around bars, really it's all a farce

Idolise whose in my bed, and what's in my glass

How I thought writers go far

Alcoholic author, Moody like Hank

Drank ‘til nothing left in the tank

Rank way to live, glamorised fictional swank

Wanting to be Don, Humphrey and Frank

[Chorus: Jacinta Price]

Used to look up to you but you're livin’

In a false frame of mind these days

Used to want your life but you're givin’

It all away, for a false hand

For false hands, for false hands

[Verse 2: Requiem]

Sip, puff, buzz, wind up and unwind

That excess, indulged in it sometimes

After crunch time relax from the grind

Everyday replay, fast forward, rewind

See I'm looking up to flawed characters

My country, seems to adore larrikins

Saying this aloud, damn it's embarrassing

Until now never made the comparison

Remember Esplanade, Koj and Ozi B

6:30, knew that it wasn't for me

Went to sleep, then I was late for work

Didn't feel cool, I felt like a jerk

Travelling lands, lone roads cracking cans

Either you relate or you can't understand

Chilling at the train tracks with McNulty and Bunk

But why look up to some drunks?

[Chorus: Jacinta Price]

Used to look up to you but you're livin’

In a false frame of mind these days

Used to want your life but you're givin’

It all away, for a false hand

Used to look up to you but you're livin’

In a false frame of mind these days

Used to want your life but you're givin’

It all away, for a false hand