I remember
the sickness was forever
I remember
snuff videos
Cold Septembers
the distances we covered
the fist fights on the beach
the bizzies round us up
Do it all again next week
an embryonic love
the first time
that it scarred
Embarrass yourself
for someone
crying like a child
and the boy who kicked
Tom's head in
still bugs me now
That's the thing it lingers
and it claws you
when you're down
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I was far too
scared to hit him
but I would hit him
in a heartbeat now
That's the thing
with anger
it begs to stick around
So it can fleece you
of your beauty
and leave you spent
with nowt to offer
It makes you hurt
the ones who love you
you hurt them
like they're nothing
You hurt them
like they're nothing
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See I spent
my teens enraged
spiralling in silence
and I armed myself
with a grin
'Cause I was always
the f**kin' joker
buried in their humour
amongst the white noise
and boys' boys
Locker room
talkin' lads' lads
drenched in cheap drink
and snide fags
A mirrored picture
of my old man
oh God
the kid's a dab hand
canny chanter
but he looks sad
God the kid
looks so sad
She said the debt
the debt, the debt
so I thought about
shifting gear
and how she wept
and wept and wept
Luck came and
died round here
I see my mother
the DWP see a number
she cries on the floor
encumbered
I'm seventeen
going under
I'm seventeen
going under
I'm seventeen
going under
I'm seventeen
going under