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Prangin Out - The Streets
I get back from touring
Suddenly it doesn't seem like
Much fun to be off my face

At a quarter to eleven am
You're prangin' out,

I see through you

(I feel awful)
This voice's talkin' to me
This ain't even funny
(The irons been on in my
house for four fucking weeks)
I see through you

I'm about to do something stupid
I dare say why my manager
got Lary and smacked me

These headaches are gettin'
unbearably nasty

Staring at the crackwork,
lookin' scary with me brandy

The rock 'n roll cliche
walked in and then smacked me

Carelessly rackin' out prangs
just to handle the fear

I do a line but then panic
and feel a bit prang'd
So I glug Marlon from the
bottle to ease of the panic

Then when it starts wearing off,
I just feel a bit sad

Snort more tour support
and then have a drink

The bruise on the side of
my head is madly banging

The only reason I started
this was the deal me a laughin'

The only reason I started
this was the deal me a laughin'

You're prangin' out,

I see through you

These voices talkin' to me
This ain't even funny,

I see through you
I'm about to do
something stupid
The girl in my bed is kinda
distant right now
I know she's thinkin' she's a
bit frightened somehow

I don't think she realized
what I'd invited her back to my house
I don't want anyone to
see me like this right now

I sorts thoughts rollin'
back in my eyes

I've been a poor sports,
thoughts dance in my mind

A banging headache dancin'
prang'd by their side

Dancin' with the pictures
from the past of my life

I don't remember any of
what I just thought at all

The conclusion prior to
when I forgot it all

Panicking a bit, gettin'
frightened to fuck all
So nursing my bruise
I drink right from the bottle

I don't want anyone,
I know to see me like this

My fibs and single
became lies and lists

She's gonna sell-tell,
no doubt, fuck it

I'm not going to start
drinkin', no, I can't for now

You're prangin' out,
I see through you

These voices talkin' to me
This ain't even funny,

I see through you
I'm about to do
something stupid
My laptop must
have slipped down and
gone to sleep
Before the prangers pain
must've dawned on me

Around the time
I was sketchin' tryin' to
con some sleep

And the new day on me
was nearly dawning in here

I must have flaked while
I puttied, way to loads more

'Cuz I'd staked on bookings

waited to tell the score

Why do I break my rules
not to wager any more?

I flaked on the bookings
and majorly totaled on the score

I've got a simple problem
but my mind's spinning out
I remembered the website
between the wine and the stout

The rush of fear made me
forget how fucked I'd been

This time I'm drying
my eyes and a fuckin' nose bleed

Turnin' the phone off
when my promo bloke phones me

Evaded for it getting nasty
when my manager
when he only beat me

I threw his wallet out the
window as it had grown heated
He said, "Sort your life
out" as he punched me
onto my feet

You're prangin' out,
I see through you

These voices talkin' to me
This ain't even funny,

I see through you
I'm about to do
something stupid
You're prangin' out,
I see through you
These voices talkin' to me
This ain't even funny,

I see through you
I'm about to do something stupid
Right now logic states,
I need to be not
contemplating suicide

'Cause rational thought,
it would seem that I need to be
Not doing stuff that makes
death seem like an easier option

I need a totally
Trojan plan right now

(I see through you)