Catatonia - Goldfish & Paracetamol Lyrics
A dead loss,No fun, just glumLying next to someoneSo dont mention the warDont question where we standOr where we fallNorth, south, east wheres best?If I head leftIt turns out directionlessAnd needle point asideI always findEmbroidery leaves me blindCos Im too weary to restSince I noticedComing second best is close to idealWhat fools boredom breedsSo much to doSo many goldfish to feedAnd paracetamolI take them allThey line my stomach wallWith customary thirstI search a water glassBut gin hits firstOh dont believe the hypeExpectancy will always spoil a partyIts tourniquet by crochetMy waters breakDont drive for pitys sakeCos Im too weary to restSince I noticedComing second bestIs close to ideal