Pretty Grim - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I'm hungover again

Fourth weeknight on the piss

I'm barely scrapin' rent

And there's more of my blood in the bathroom sink

There's a poster of Uluru

Hangin' above my bed

Next to a photo of my mum

And she's wearing a warm-coloured dress

And it says, "My little girl, why are you so depressed?"

And I say, "Mum, I'm not quite sure anymore"

I've got hateful guts, and all my songs are whiny

The spoon wasn't silver, just really shiny

Oh, oh, oh

I turn her picture around

And pour myself a glass

It's only 9:00am

But I guess that's where the joke of adulthood starts

"I don't feel too well"; "Then don't line up the dust so much

And quit the booze and smokes", my mother says with disgust

So I take the picture down and say, "I'm so sorry, Mum"

I'm just tired of trying to impress people I don't even love

That I don't even love

I just want something to touch

That'll make me forget enough

Something to make me cry in my sleep

I need something worthwhile to me