Текст песни Aristocrats - Raleigh Ritchie

Sometimes I don't recognise my mind
Sometimes I wonder if it's yours or mine
I never saw you cry
And I wonder if that's why
Sometimes got a skip in my step
And a drink on my breath
This cigarette and I hope that's all you left
I don't even know if I know my own mind
I don't know even if I'm on my own time
I don't even know if I know what's right for me, yeah
I don't even want a patch on my jacket
I don't wanna move another tax bracket
I don't wanna be a part of my family tree
I don't wanna turn my back
But I don't want a part of that
In the aristocracy
Sometimes I don't hold my rank
And most times I got you to thank
Oh, you know you're why
There's energy in your tank
But I've got nothing left in mine
Sometimes got a skip in my step
And a drink on my breath
This cigarette and I hope that's all you left
I don't even know if I know my own mind
I don't know even if I'm on my own time
I don't even know if I know what's right for me, yeah
I don't even want a patch on my jacket
I don't want move another tax bracket
I don't wanna be a part of my family tree
I don't wanna turn my back
But I don't want a part of that
In the aristocracy
Look, fuck it, I got Nicorette in my pocket
I've got memories I suppress, so there
I guess I'll just forget it again
It's easier that way
I guess I've got calls to make and texts to ignore
Ain't life a bore when you're a mess?
Anyway I'm tongue-tied, brain fried
I've sacrificed my whole life
I don't think you realise but you are in my insides
My brain hurts and it ain't worth it
I'll keep hurting, I'll keep working
I'll go high when I get low
And I'll get by, you'll never know
My brain hurts and I'll keep working
And you're inside my mind
My whole life and I don't think you realise
But you are in my insides
I don't even know if I know my own mind
I don't know even if I'm on my own time
I don't even know if I know what's right for me, yeah
I don't even want a patch on my jacket
I don't want move another tax bracket
I don't wanna be a part of my family tree
I don't wanna turn my back
But I don't want a part of that
In the aristocracy
Breathe