Verse 1 I love a chick that’s smart with a wicked arse I could kiss the stars when a spliff is sparked If they diss my art? Dismissive bars! Bunch of bullshit like religion class After I rap this classic song I’mma smash another packet of Maxibon’s Find another lass to be mackin’ on Tryna get gassed so I pack the bong This bastard’s high, glassy eyed, The party don’t start till I’m partly fried, One day I’ll have a gnarly ride, Ferrari type, Then I’ll start to fly… Hook So read a book Tom, you might learn something I know we don’t get along but we can burn something Read a book, Tom Oh, won’t you read a book Tom? Just read a book Tom, so we can all get along Verse 2 Runk’s a damn punk band that’s plays funk jams, While we sample skunk strands, I’m an ample front man Pessimistic peasant but a menace with the penmanship Reckless & relentless, testing tempers till hysterics hit, Hectic as feminist pledging for censorship, When I pen a script I’m negligent, pleasantly effortless Save the date for the great escape, wake and bake when you play ma tape If you’re suggesting what I say should be better in its taste Get peppered sprayed then left in a grave Suggesting what I say should be better in its taste? Get peppered sprayed then left in a grave… Hook So read a book Tom, you might learn something I know we don’t get along but we can burn something Read a book, Tom Oh won’t you read a book Tom? Just read a book Tom so we can all get along Bridge Life gave me lemons so I made lemonade Put roofies in a glass, then gave it to a mate x4 Hook So read a book Tom, you might learn something I know we don’t get along but we can burn something Read a book, Tom Oh, won’t you read a book Tom? Just read a book Tom, so we can all move on

Intro It’s a sense of apathy that casually grapples me The maddened beast tackles me, it’s a catastrophe Feel like a worker in a factory, the hurt I am repackaging Immersing & it staggers me – a bird with mangled wings I went from punching on everyday Feeling wrong in everyway Writing songs to get away Don’t believe in God but I better pray If it’s seeming odd I’ll set it straight They tell me sleep on it; you’ll feel as sweet as the leaf of some green chronic This is real shit let me be honest, if I built a bridge I’d probably leap of it Verse 1 It’s some psychic pain that I’ve tried to suppress Feel right as rain with life after death Mistakes I’ve made, enticing regret Still hold their place inside of my head Abuse never loosens its grip Till they find you not moving using a drip Feeling useless, losing’s a synch No improvement, what conclusion is this? They say call the cops but that never would work You can’t make it stop; ever since birth You feel that ‘safe place’ message reverse When someone you love shows no discretion to hurt Chorus I wake up never feeling refreshed because that cloud of doubt leaves my ceiling so wet I said, I wake up never feeling refreshed cuz that cloud of doubt leaves my ceiling so wet I wake up, I wake up, I wake up never feeling refreshed I wake up never feeling refreshed, that cloud of doubt leaves my ceiling so wet Verse 2 And even when the wounds are repaired A sudden move can just tear and remove any flare That you grew to prove you don’t care Exuding despair, it protrudes and it stares When they’re standing at your window with an axe, You, your mother, little brother gotta tip toe out the back Got their own struggles by fear they’re entrapped Causing a rumble to deal with the facts I can’t walk around it, it hides & attacks I don’t want talk about it outside of this rap That’s the kind of attitude, some others just do have And we wonder why they end up zipped up in a huge bag Chorus I wake up never feeling refreshed because that cloud of doubt leaves my ceiling so wet I said, I wake up never feeling refreshed cuz that cloud of doubt leaves my ceiling so wet I wake up, I wake up, I wake up never feeling refreshed I wake up never feeling refreshed, that cloud of doubt leaves my ceiling so wet Guitar Solo Chorus I wake up never feeling refreshed because that cloud of doubt leaves my ceiling so wet I said, I wake up never feeling refreshed cuz that cloud of doubt leaves my ceiling so wet I wake up, I wake up, I wake up never feeling refreshed I wake up never feeling refreshed, that cloud of doubt leaves my ceiling so wet

Verse 1 She’s the one all fellas adore; Keeping up is one hell of a chore In fact, we used to have a rapport, But girl it ain’t swell we don’t gel anymore She ain’t ready for commitment that’s fair enough, I was just tryna hit it like we are squaring up We stay butting heads till we’re concussed Meant every word I said so prepare to trust She saying all this stuff, got me thinking she likes me But she is still cut up over someone despite me When I adjust a disruption is likely This is must, there is dysfunction inside me Only you could have known it, no need to sugar coat it Some things I couldn’t process, one thing you should have noticed All guys aren’t the same you just go for the fuckheads Don’t lie to my face that’s as low as a sunset, My time goes to waste when I’m broaching this subject I’m tired of your games I’ll throw the remote at your head Chorus Harry is dead, Harry is dead, Harry is dead He hit his head All the kings horses couldn't put Harry together again Now when I say Harry's, you say dead Harry's DEAD, Harry's DEAD, Harry's DEAD Harry's DEAD, he hits his head Verse 2 I could care less, go wallow in your misery You are heiress, to the throne of stupidity All your friends are air heads, don’t you belittle me I love the fair sex, but this hoe just ain’t it me I’m not calling you that, cuz of my personal beef I’m not calling you that, cuz it’s the word on the street I’m calling you that, because I don’t want to compete I’m calling you that, because you’re not honest with me It started as a lust, but I was changing my mind Wasn’t making a fuss, when you’d blatantly lie Cuz it made me wake up, no escaping my pride Bullshit you make up, to make me obliged/ To feel sorry for you, because you’re oh so conflicted Unlocking this ruse, I know you’re a dipshit If I honestly knew, you’d go low & hit quick I’d be not into you, if you propose this is it Chorus Harry is dead, Harry is dead, Harry is dead He hit his head All the kings horses couldn't put Harry together again Now when I say Harry's, you say dead Harry's DEAD, Harry's DEAD, Harry's DEAD Harry's DEAD, he hits his head

Cuz we did it for the boys, we did it for the banter They always get annoyed because we have the answer A smart arse response to make the night long It's hardly my fault if they take this quite wrong... Verse 1 They say we're being rude, we're just having a laugh Cuz they seem like food we couldn't manage to fast Always taking it too far, never knowing the limit Because if you're gonna start you better know how to finish Me & all my bros, getting on the roast Shout out to my friends, sledging on my foes Always down to shoot the shit, we ain't bout shooting shit Cuz when we fire rounds it's about using wit Chorus Cuz we did it for the boys, we did it for the banter They always get annoyed because we have the answer I did it for my brothers, did it for my dudes Dissing on your mothers this is how we sing the blues Cuz we did it for the boooy's Did it for the homieeeees Did it boooy's The ones that really know meeeee Verse 2 If your girl can take a roast hope you’re treating her right Cuz that girl is a g, please make her your wife If she picks on you, that means your love If she ain’t amused go tell her get fucked And if she sticks around then she is a queen Don’t got no big old frown when she digs the meme Don’t ever keep her down, keep raising her up She always like the sound cuz what I say is so... Chorus 2 Cuz we did it for the boys, we did it for the banter They always get annoyed because we have the answer I did it for my brothers, did it for my dudes Shout out to Muzza always smoking Winnie Blues Cuz we did it for the boooy's Did it for the homieeeees Did it boooy's The ones that really know meeeee

Verse 1 I’m the one they send a pill, just to keep my temper chill, Frustration fluctuating, they suggesting Seroquel, Dependent on incessant thrills, measured by my length of will, If they feeling threatened I just get them to send the bill My stupid brain it won’t stop, refuse to take that Zoloft It used to make so lost, renew the pain and go off Reflection of a primate, depressing is my mind state, Regret is set on my face, no effect pretend that I’m great, Harmful to the average man, palm full of diazepam, If I’ve lost my marbles can we carpool to the savage land? Startled by my action plan, charcoal in my damaged hands, This ain’t pass the parcel but can you pass me back a gram? Mister lacking dopamine, sick of having no esteem, Kicking back and smoking weed, this friggin daggers poking me Brains the biggest burden ever, patiently we work together, At the point of breaking, am I making a diversion? Never Chorus If I can’t get sober like you think I can, I’ll jump in front of a moving van I say sorry for apologizing, and you’ll fuck me off, yeah you’ll fuck me off Verse 2 A symptom of the former kid I’ve that I’ve been inside Triggered by the trauma Mystified, distance eyes flicker by the corner, Hit the lights Switching sides till I’m rigamortis, It’s a vice, sniffing lines just to feel normal Till I fit in the box that they want me to But it has been locked don’t know what to do So I’m hitting the pot till I’m not with you I know I can stop if I’m wanting to Found my sense of calm till the charm wore off What an epic farce, get your arms sawn off Life is such a task, better start yours off Picking them apart just to mark your spot Chorus If I can’t get sober like you think I can, I’ll jump in front of a moving van I say sorry for apologizing but you’ll fuck me off, yeah you’ll fuck me off And if it’s still not over by the time you’re gone How will I know if I went wrong? This habit is lobotomizing But I feel so shattered when I’m not in the state of a dream! Bridge Just internalize it till the urge is turning violent x8 (ooowh) Chorus 2 If I can’t get sober like you think I can, I’ll jump in front of a moving van I’m not sorry for apologizing but you’ll fuck me off, yeah you’ll fuck me off And if it’s still not over by the time you’re gone How will I know if I went wrong? This habit is lobotomizing But I feel so shattered when I’m not in the state of a dream!

I’m salty I’ll admit it, someone told me, I’m a gimmick I’m in a damn funk band that sings about amphetamines, man oh man can’t you see the chemistry Grams on grams, you know their gonna enter me, fans on fans so we leave a legacy But the radios got an agenda, what they play is a lot of pretenders, Triple J, I won’t stop and defend ya, cuz they’re guilty of the same as a lot of competitors I’m sick of indie pop from upper middle class, white bitches, sitting, chilling on the charts, What sort of interest do you think this you will spark? I’m pissing on these hipsters, that are sitting in the dark There’s no ambition, fictitious and daft, I know what’s missing, wisdom and bars, If they’d stop and listen, consider this art, maybe their vision wouldn’t hinder the craft Same shit over reproduced, your lame clique’s gonna need a noose, We take control we be the crew that is taking over, see the view If they aren’t down with ya movement fuck what they’re doing, just keep pursuing, just be a nuisance If you don’t fit what they like? Give them a miss, just swipe right If they aren’t down with your movement, fuck what they’re doing, just keep pursuring, just be nuisance If you don’t fit what they like? You don’t need their shit in your life It’s hard to even carve a space when they control the marketplace, taking all your harvest if you start to go against the grain, you are just a Martian if you aren’t what they expect to play, I won’t beg my pardon you’re a target when you step on stage The fact is artists they blacklist cuz they don’t fit the market they match with, retarded and backwards, these narks I pick apart with no practice, cuz what they impart is bizarre, it is bat shit I’m really past it but try and observe I’m here to start shit like I am Kool Herc, got some kind of cruel words for these private nerds, If they aren’t down with ya movement fuck what they’re doing, just keep pursuing, just be a nuisance If you don’t fit what they like? Give them a miss, DON'T THINK TWICE If they aren’t down with your movement, fuck what they’re doing, just keep pursuring, just be nuisance If you don’t fit what they like? give em a miss, don't think twice Don't think twice, don't think twice, don't think twice They sleeping on me all day and night Don't think twice, don't think twice, don't think twice They sleeping on us all day and night