Testo Survive it Ghostpoet

Survive it

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I [mumble]
Yeh yeh-ya yay
Yah ya ya ya ya yeah
Ok, tsk

I'm 44 years old and life ain't golden.
Like juice got served when you got no cash,
got no cheque book, got no credit card.
Life is pretty hard.
I'sure you can see that I'm plus under-rated, plus bare knockbacks.
Been shown the door because they've 'bout cut backs.
And you think what next left or the right but.
key in the door but the door won't open
and heartbeat frozen. Look to the heavens,
but nobody's coming and the pie's in the oven.
So you stop mind wandering and back to the present, its a
dinner for one with the dinner lights on.
And you're tryna get atmosphere
like she was here, but she's long gone.
Like Rocky Balbo and Adrian.
Teardrops while you sip on the 'eavy end.

No no no no no no
Ain't got the licence to kill like double 'O
I jus' wanna live life and survive it

No no no no no no
Ain't got the licence to kill like double 'O
I jus' wanna live life and survive it

I gotta move man but it's hard when you're glued in place.
I so desperately wanna leave this pace.
In a steamy hot bath I just hide my face,
the world different underwater.
I coulda had a son or a daughter.
When I had the chance to a trip to Majorca.
Life is a funny thing with the twists and turns
and in the bad times it just breaks and burns.
But as you just get older you just live and learn
and shrug your shoulders and be the bigger man.
But, I remember nights in December
fairy lights and torn out wrapping paper and happy time times,
now it's happy slaps and how big's your gap
and that crap. I not gonna allow that.
I know there's reason to part but ill get through
cos I just remember that?

No no no no no no
Ain't got the licence to kill like double 'O
I jus' wanna live life and survive it

No no no no no no
Ain't got the licence to kill like double 'O
I jus' wanna live life and survive it

I know
Times are hard
You're against the wall, and
You're head is down, but
I think
You'll get there soon
Just have a little faith mate
It'll turn out great

Yeah. It's all mapped out, like one of them sat nav's
you need to get over there, then down to here,
go down the road and left at the roundabout.
Head out the window so much to shout about.
Unnaturally buzzing, allow pessimism.
Burning a flame like a phoenix has risen, well I hope so.
That's the plan in the end a get a nice house a few true friends.
A wife I can cry with laugh and create with kids so beautiful they're truly a blessing,
but I'm just guessing just speculating.
Thinking ou'loud you know all that's what I do
and I don't know much but I know what is right.
Don't mock my grit, skin. Trying my best
but I'm only a man doing what I can.
Going forth, with these words in my hand, in my hand.

No no no no no no
Ain't got the licence to kill like double 'O
I jus' wanna live life and survive it

No no no no no no
Ain't got the licence to kill like double 'O
I jus' wanna live life and survive it

No, no, no, no, no, no,
I jus' wanna live life and survive it

No, no, no, no, no, no,
I jus' wanna live life and survive it