I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!

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if I want to sit in and drink Super Tennent’s in the day I will, no one’s going to fucking tell me jack!

but can you rely on anyone in this world
no you can’t it’s not my fault there’s wall to wall empty cans
everyone wanted this to all go wrong for me from the start
it’s fucked up that a man’s life can just be attacked
watching this morning with a beer is much better than relying on
unknown cunts for mates I was given that don’t have my back

so here I am in my house drinking on my own settee
everyone’s a cunt in this life no one’s there for me

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… you know what you can do with your life, introduce it up your jacksie.

No one’s really there fighting for you in the last garrison.
No one except yourself that is, no one except you.
You are the one who’s got your back ’til the last deed’s done.