Goodnight

Lyrics
During what was probably the longest two and a half months of my life after a near death experience, I could not sleep. I was on edge at all times and the only thing that kept me going was Saw 2 My cat died three months ago at seventeen years old. When this song plays I can remember the good old days when I was a kid how we played together with my cat at home alone with my brother and all the good days I had with her Good night, sweet princess She said, "Have you ever spat cum onto the carpet of a Travelodge?" Unwanted oils I keep fit running after my kids Imagine being able to stack the odds of lasting love entirely in your favor How dare you? I'm the best at what I do How fucking dare you? Don't touch me You stole my childhood CDs, you fuck I need you all to shut up I'm going through a tough time Some bitch with a plaster on her face is laughing at me? Friday nights in '91, '92, getting the 18:15 Thameslink from Farringdon to Leatherhead with this on my Walkman This song makes me remember being at my grandparents' house, on the swing I had in the backyard. I must have been three or four years old Sometimes there's also a particular smell that activates this memory for me. Something like the smell of rain on thundery days Anyway I had been swinging for hours trying to reach higher and higher, and I felt like the king of the universe Everything was so easy Everyone was alive, and they looked so happy I miss my grandmother
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Credits
- Writers
- Florence Shaw
- Tom Dowse
- Lewis Maynard
- Nick Buxton