The Streets

The Streets - Prangin Out lyrics

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I get back from touring

Suddenly it doesn't seem like much fun to be off my face

At a quarter to eleven am



You're prangin' out

I see through you

I feel awful

This voice's talkin' to me

This ain't funny

Irons been on in my house for four fucking weeks

I see through you

I'm about to do something stupid



I dare say why my manager got lary and smacked me

These headaches are gettin' unbearably nasty

Staring at the crackwork, lookin' scary with me brandy

The rock 'n roll cliche walked in and then smacked me

Carelessly rackin' out prangs just to handle the fear

I do a line but then panic and feel a bit prang'd

So I glug marlon from the bottle to ease of the panic

Then when it starts wearing off, I just feel a bit sad

Snort more tour support, and then have a drink

The bruise on the side of my head is madly banging

The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin'

The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin'



You're prangin' out

I see through you

These voices talkin' to me

This aint funny

I see through you

I'm about to do something stupid



The girl in my bed is kinda distant right now,

I know shes thinkin' shes a bit frightened somehow,

I don't think she relised what i'd invited her back to my house

I don't want anyone to see me like this right now

I sorts thoughts rollin' back in my eyes

I've been a poor sports thoughts dance in my mind

A banging headache dancin prang'd by their side

Dancin' with the pictures from the past of my life

I don't remember any of what I just thought at all

The conclusion prior to when I forgot it all

Panicing a bit, gettin' frightened 'n fuck all

So nursing my bruise I drink right from the bottle

I don't want anyone I know to see my like this

My fibs and single became lies and lists

She's gonna sell-tell no doubt fuck it

I'm not going to start drinkin', no, i can't for now



You're prangin' out

I see through you

These voices talkin' to me

This aint funny

I see through you

I'm about to do something stupid



My laptop must have slipped down and gone to sleep

Before the prangers pain must've dawned on me

Stupid idiot!

Around the time i was skethchin tryin to con some sleep

And the new day on me was nearly dawning in here

I must have flaked while i puttied

Way to loads more

Cuz i'd staked on bookings

Waited to tell the score

Why do i break my rules not to wager any more

I flaked on the bookings and majorly totalled on the score

I've got a simple problem

But my minds spinning out

I remembered the website between the wine and the stout

The rush of fear made me forget how fucked i'd been

This time I'm drying my eyes and a fuckin' nose bleed

Turnin' the phone off when my promo bloke phones me

Evaded for it got nasty when my manager when he only beat me

I threw his wallet out the window as it had grown heated

He said 'sort your life out' as he punched me onto my feet



You're prangin' out

I see through you

These voices talkin' to me

This aint funny

I see through you

I'm about to do something stupid



You're prangin' out

I see through you

These voices talkin' to me

This aint funny

I see through you

I'm about to do something stupid



Right now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide

'Cause rational thought it would seem that i need not to be doing stuff

That makes death seem like an easier option

I need a totally trojan plan right now

I see through you
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