Forlorn Leghorn

Album cover art for "Forlorn Leghorn" by Crywank

Crywank - Rock, Anti-Folk

Forlorn Leghorn

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[Verse] The memories that bond us are not always found in fondness And sometimes when we reminisce, it's the nuisance that we miss Well, look at me now, I am a dullard Not much to say, not much to ask Much time has passed and I'm doing the same Staying indoors, playing video games I'm on a website, I'm watching TV Dystopian sci-fi, live life through a screen I am numb to the point of no return I work for this lifestyle with what I earn One meal a day, eight cups of coffee One pack of biscuits, one pouch of 'baccy One drink after work, one bag of weed Two choccy B's, rent, bills, repeat [Chorus] It's sad to think of what I prioritise when I list what I consume to try and stay alive Why list the fruits of my labour when labour is most of my life? It's sad to think of what I prioritise when I list what I consume to try and stay alive Why list the fruits of my labour when labour is most of my life? [Outro] Sit and dwell Deconstruct all teenage hippy dreams And now you dream about wearing a suit to work? You suck

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Credits

Writers
  • Daniel Watson
  • Jay Clayton