Where I Am

Telling myself, I don't go too far and
I don't go too far and I don't go too far and
just by the sound of the rain.
Rock-stars back then threw their TVs out.
I'm like, '"**** that.'" Balconies just freak me out.
All I think about is jumping off,
do it and die, freaking out,
waiting for the Raid like Louie The Fly.
Huh! More of this ****t.
Day getting worse, by night,
talking how sick The Gravediggers were.
Now I'm paranoid of the gaping void in the door
that the smoke might get out.
X popped his head out, check the coast is clear
like dudes with no idea
that don't want refugee blokes here.
Picking up the phone, press it, down to reception.
Late check-out? Nah, you do that at check-in.
So, while we sleep now or drop,
but the part of me is like the Cambodian Rock.
It's only when you're so low,
that you know you're so high.
I feel freaked out by 2 people moving the sky.
You ain't gotta wake up tomorrow do it again like OHH!
On and on and on and on.
It goes on and on no matter where I am.
Go on and on and on and on.
So, all i get is where I fit, anywhere I can go.
Telling myself, I don't go too far and
I don't go too far and I don't go too far and
just by the sound of the rain.
Lock the hinges, bolt the hatches,
but the window open 'case they catch us,
so, we need to make an escape and gotta get out quick,
forget our ****t we're caught with this, we're gone.
Now is that really worth it?
Drown out the sound of the Earth
giving birth to the paranoia that would spoil a good game
of 2K, got me wigging out like a toothache.
Managers saying, '"Give me something to work with.'"
Mum say, '"Boy, you really need to start working.'"
I say, '"You pay and carry the piss through the lobby.'"
Meanwhile, I'm making the virgin.
Usually it's nice as the pain that I'm nursing.
Every single city has a similar version.
I just note that I'm in one of them,
if the crowd give 'em love
if you stand up in front of them
and OHH!
You ain't gotta wake up tomorrow do it again like OHH!
On and on and on and on.
It goes on and on no matter where I am.
Go on and on and on and on.
So, all i get is where I fit, anywhere I can go.
Telling myself, I don't go too far and
I don't go too far and I don't go too far and
just by the sound of the rain.
Now, don't worry 'bout them,
I picked 'em up at the bar.
Two girl, one thought for a bit of Minaj.
When you leer, blanking on me.
Check it with a black glove.
Hotties in the clubhouse want to play the back 9.
Par, there's two of 'em, picking up women,
different one's every night like I'm Barney Stinson.
Ay, Funkoars, you want to party with us?
Ever since Step Daddy, been their father figures.
Checked in for the Deja vu.
Fire hot and on the ground that was sprayed by food
and I lie 'til I'm God damned blue in the face.
I didn't trip the alarm to vacate the place.
Plus, the trolley in the lobby ain't me,
but if you vacuum our room, you'll probably the heat.
I need to be home, yeah, me and my sofa
'til next Friday comes and we all do it over again.
You ain't gotta wake up tomorrow do it again like OHH!
On and on and on and on.
It goes on and on no matter where I am.
Go on and on and on and on.
So, all i get is where I fit, anywhere I can go.
Telling myself, I don't go too far and
I don't go too far and I don't go too far and
just by the sound of the rain.