Songtext von the names of Faggot Chav boys

I just want to sleep But the vines keep climbing, and winding, and finding I'm too weak Or the sign says drive on to Poseidon and the wipers lick the waves Or the rubbleboy birdsong, a furlong to my shin in sinks in the bog Upright bolt, palms cold, chest tight, oh my fucking God This is no way to be, no rest for me Every night if it's gonna be If it's gonna be vulpine features Strangled with a paracord The names of Faggot Chav boys Then I don't wanna dream anymore If it's gonna be crumbling high rise Hang and drop from the eighth floor And all the evidence points to me Then I don't wanna dream anymore If it's gonna be Julianna Stressed syllables on a blackboard And she's just there for me? Then I don't wanna dream anymore If it's gonna be global virus On shift at the front door And the cars roll back on the M-way Then I don't wanna dream Newhouse burns Stumble through the wreckage, lung all full o' 'eck It's curdled up my neck and streaking skin out the wounds But the tongue tied lairy, slung jawside and snared me for the goons Or the ratboys show when I'm unglowed or I'm born-again again And the pastor smite me quite rightly 'cause I can't pretend It was fires on the estate It was choking on my plate It was hi-key my fate We null-created on the kitchen floor It was done it all before It was rising to the door handle A candle cauterise my hollow thighs So I tip toe but slide that Swan dive to the tarmac If it's gonna be vulpine features Strangled with a paracord The names of Faggot Chav boys Then I don't wanna dream anymore If it's gonna be crumbling high rise Hang and drop from the eighth floor And all the evidence points to me Then I don't wanna dream anymore If it's gonna be Julianna Stressed syllables on a blackboard And she's just there for me? Then I don't wanna dream anymore If it's gonna be global virus On shift at the front door And the cars roll back on the M-way Then I don't wanna dream anymore