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Matt Hancock

Haven't Seen The Sun

Look at The Sun [Nancy Pie]

Days in the Sun

Done Depot

Top Dog

WHAT IF WE COULD GO BACK IN TIME AND MAKE OUR LOVE LAST?

BACK IN TIME

Oh, it was alright at the start.
But then you drank too much, and things just start to slowly fall apart.
And it'll be alright in the end.
And all the other bullshit coming from your friends.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You can't do nothing and expect things just to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

You got yourself some little tart.
Kidding yourself that you're so much better than you are.
They all think you're a fucking dick.
Be better if it didn't take you years to realise it.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You best do something if you're wanting shit to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

So you pour yourself another drink,
And you're gipping in your kitchen sink.
There's empty cans hidden in every hole.

And you're kidding no one but yourself.
There's no escaping mental health.
Reflection staring back all pale and gaunt.

The fun has gone it passed you by.
Old Red eyes they don't even cry.
They only get more angry at the world.

The only solution's another drink.
Another drink and, another drink.
That familiar feeling, all safe and warm.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
Give it three days and you'll be rid of the fucking shakes.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

Cigarettes and Alcohol [2023]

The night is darkest just before the break of day

Darkest Night

Screaming guitars crying out some lines from W.A.Mozart

scream

Run-Away

Shut up and dance to the rhythm 
Because your problems won’t disappear easily
You have to climb the ladder
You may have to fall back down
To see the line that ends the race
It’s sad when you want to walk it
Just a little more speed
More speed

Body over mind
Over mind over skin over bone 
Keep moving
Until I say give out
Hurdle that like you own it
Jump a thousand feet cause why not

Shy like the lie that is a situation when you try to ask anyone for help
Because it’s always stand up for yourself or coward feels for real 
(Loosely)

But what’s real
Is that it’s fading
The more you shut your mouth and words
Inside you
Is just move body move
Move with little more speed
Please

Body Over Bone

Yellow Boots

spring after a long winter

This instrumental hopefully evokes the feeling of floating through space, or any vast open space your mind conjures up. 

Desert Star

Trippin’ Down Tobacco Lane

putting salad cream on everything since 1989...

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Cigarettes and Alcohol [2023]

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