Satch - Alchoffeine Lyrics

It hurts like
Hell the next day
But if I've been burning
Anyway

I've been on the borrow
Happiness from tomorrow
Everybody's paying me interest

Been running at a deficit
And that grows a bit
Every time I'm met
With a threat
To the will I
Scraped that morning

Positive manifests
Cereal and probiotic yoghurt
Lights back off to get dressed
Riddkulous to TERF those bogarts

Until the TV presenter
Screws his face up
Like he forgot to
Hold his nose
In the bath tub
Coz their taking a poll
On the role of a doctor
Who don't wanna help mermaids
But his oath says he's gotta

Everybody wants their say
On this topic of interest
So they tweet
And they post
And they vote
On the internet

While those of us at home
Half human
Half tail
Watch as the kangaroo court
Go and weigh up our scales
As if I'm not
Already in Jail

Friday morning
Ten past eight
The moment when it's preordained
That later on today
My pain threshold
Will wear away
And the same
Old scene will play

On my shoulder
There's an angel
Screaming as loud as
She is able
She says

The devils gone home
For the weekend mate
He was so confident
In the hell
That you would create

I don't listen
I don't ever
As I get drunker
I get deafer until

Monday morning
When the devils
Beginning his shift
I hear her leaving
Screaming
She ain't paid enough for this

It hurts like
Hell the next day
But if I've been burning
Anyway

50 shades of red now
Got spat back out
By the ground
Was overdraft flash
My phone got smashed
And so did I
Cut my thumb
On the cracks
Googling if you can die
From a hangover

My mind
Is at the races
I've lost the will
To chase it
Today is a write off
But tomorrow I'm changing
I'll start behaving
I swear I've learned my lesson
I'm paving
A road with good intentions

To live in the gym
And just eat broccoli
Honestly
You watch me
I won't crack
Under the weight
Of the handbags and handshakes
Of the pronouns and dead names
Of the queue that elongates

I got the patience
Of a sinner
That gets thinner
With every
Changing room ejection
Misgendering correction
Human rights lesson

Or when the steam
Leaves the glass
When I get out the bath
Or double check of my title
From the call centre staff
If you don't cry you'll laugh
If you don't cry you'll laugh

There the moments
There the scars
When it gets written in the stars
That later on this week
Dysphoria will peak
And the same debate will start

On my shoulder
There's an angel
Screaming as loud as
She is able
She says

The devils gone home
For the weekend mate
He was so confident
In the hell
That you would create

I don't listen
I don't ever
As I get drunker
I get deafer until

Monday morning
When the devils
Beginning his shift
I hear her leaving
Screaming
She ain't paid enough for this

It hurts like
Hell the next day
But if I've been burning
Anyway