Out Of Love - S.L.U.M.P

Don't wake me 
I'm so happy, losing grip of my reality 
Let me drown in apathy 
From boy to man the tragedy. 

Holes in my shoes and knots in my hair 
a fist full of ideas, but no one cares 
another day time TV binge, washed up re-run 
I know the feeling. 

All my friends are out of touch 
Drugs don't work i'm out of luck 
Bank account don't give a fuck 
I'm out of love, i'm out of love

Life goal another facebook post
boast boast boast boast boast boast
I'm 25 and still living at home
I'm a joke, joke, joke

Holes in my shows and payments overdue
another bail out another refused
sell my TV sell my guitars
by my rent save up for a car

100 pounds wont get you very far
100 pounds wont get you very far

Don't care, won't listen. 

All my friends are out of touch 
Drugs don't work i'm out of luck 
Bank account don't give a fuck 
I'm out of love, i'm out of love

Written by:
Dan Marsh, Jack Rogers, Ricky Clarke

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Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING

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