Sebby Hoppen - Tuffy Cuddles Lyrics

Telling me what im supposed to be
When all my hopes and dreams
Have turned to smoke and screens
When I was back at dads id hide under the doona
Trying to make a song in my computer
I need to quit the binge and take some time
A little break from life
A paid vacation from wasted high
A vacant mind
Two bolts in both my ears and a beer just like the
Frankston-Line Frankenstein

I need that breath
I see the egg
Im going to be the seed its fed
What the foetus said
Now he or she is you or me instead
Put some more life on my tab so I can feed my debt
Getting wasted everyday has made everyday a waste
Like "F*ck investing life..."

Theres plenty of it
Theres plenty of time
Theres so much of it
So much in my mind

Its possible I die today
Im miles away in a reoccurring dream
Except I haven't slept in days
And im breaking at the seam
When I walk into a bottle-o
I check my wallet
Will or won't it have a dollar though?
Theres cobwebs in my pockets 'uhhuh'
But I don't want the money
Longnecks in my cupboards 'uh uh'
Most of them are empty
I already feel so rich
When im running with scissors and I trip
Cause I got days off
I stick em in-between my day jobs
I like to fade off and graze and knock this slave off
Dad put my name up engraved in the wood
I promised mum id be good