Skint

I'm skint, I'm pissin' sweat with a
Back that's fucked up, scared and dead
And I'm skint, I drink to remind me to forget
I'm skint, I'm pissin' sweat with a
Back that's fucked up, scared and dead
And I'm skint, and I drink to forget

My home's a bag near a troubled bed
I'm brassing born and I'm brassing bred
No trust funds, comforts, and wealthy dad
But you, you still think you got it bad
You steal the stink from the smell of shit
'Cause you're a victim and you're proud of it
And you, you're just a pervert cunt
Cocks in the back and the shit's in front

I'm skint, I'm pissin' sweat with a
Back that's fucked up, scared and dead
And I'm skint, I drink to remind me to forget
I'm skint, I'm pissin' sweat with a
Back that's fucked up, scared and dead
And I'm skint, and I drink to forget

Your textbook doldrums
Drowning your fears in your self-made problems
Slowly choking on your own import
'Cause I'm gonna count and I'll watch you vanish
Disappear by diminishing fortunes
Held to task in a dummy corps
You're punched, you're a whining cunt
You cocks in the back and the shit's in front

I'm skint, I'm pissin' sweat with a
Back that's fucked up, scared and dead
And I'm skint, I drink to remind me to forget
I'm skint, I'm pissin' sweat with a
Back that's fucked up, scared and dead
And I'm skint, and I drink to forget