Rat Faced Granny

The owls are burning
She′s sick of me
And I'm not leaving
So what′s the story?
Like a good night's
They flash in nowhere
I couldn't be bothered
That′s hurting me
The night of victory
He′s ranked you bloody
I can't believe
And now it′s over
Wild, nothing new
A night, nothing new
Oh, you think you're wild, but you′re nothing new
And now you're wombed
Nothing new
And that′s a wild, but it's nothing new
And now you're older
Nothing
What? Nothing new.
A night? Nothing new.
What about the heart, friend?
But now you′re even
And you′re worried
Nothing new
Don't even worry, and we′ll think it's good
Good, good, good...