Wake up in the morning,
Put on my hat, to keep my head in,
Nothing too formal,
Just something I have to factor in
Overnight the rules changed,
You left to make your own mind up,
Even your coffee,
Suspend the day,
Procreating
But oh not me,
Another wasted night sat in front of TV,
Serial Junkie with a thousand degrees,
History repeats itself to no one but me
There's nothing great to feeling down,
Or endlessly forcing excuses,
Doesn't stop the shame,
From paralysing the thing that makes you, you
This wasn't how it was meant to be,
Look at all the things you could have done,
Maybe you'll find out,
You lost the spark along the way
But oh not me,
Another wasted night sat in front of TV,
Serial Junkie with a thousand degrees,
History repeats itself to no one but me
I'm not even sorry,
Aaaah,
I'm not even sorry,
Aaaah,
I'm not even sorry,
Aaaah,
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Wake up in the morning,
Put on my hat, to keep my head in,
Nothing too formal,
Just something I have to factor in
Overnight the rules changed,
You left to make your own mind up,
Even your coffee,
Suspend the day,
Procreating
But oh not me,
Another wasted night sat in front of TV,
Serial Junkie with a thousand degrees,
History repeats itself to no one but me
There's nothing great to feeling down,
Or endlessly forcing excuses,
Doesn't stop the shame,
From paralysing the thing that makes you, you
This wasn't how it was meant to be,
Look at all the things you could have done,
Maybe you'll find out,
You lost the spark along the way
But oh not me,
Another wasted night sat in front of TV,
Serial Junkie with a thousand degrees,
History repeats itself to no one but me
I'm not even sorry,
Aaaah,
I'm not even sorry,
Aaaah,
I'm not even sorry,
Aaaah,
Put on my hat, to keep my head in,
Nothing too formal,
Just something I have to factor in
Overnight the rules changed,
You left to make your own mind up,
Even your coffee,
Suspend the day,
Procreating
But oh not me,
Another wasted night sat in front of TV,
Serial Junkie with a thousand degrees,
History repeats itself to no one but me
There's nothing great to feeling down,
Or endlessly forcing excuses,
Doesn't stop the shame,
From paralysing the thing that makes you, you
This wasn't how it was meant to be,
Look at all the things you could have done,
Maybe you'll find out,
You lost the spark along the way
But oh not me,
Another wasted night sat in front of TV,
Serial Junkie with a thousand degrees,
History repeats itself to no one but me
I'm not even sorry,
Aaaah,
I'm not even sorry,
Aaaah,
I'm not even sorry,
Aaaah,
Writer: NICOLA MARIA ROBERTS, NITIN SAWNEY
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.