Seventeen Going Under (Edit)

I remember the sickness was forever

I remember snuff videos

Cold Septembers, the distances we covered

The fist fights on the beach, the bizzies round us up

Do it all again next week

An embryonic love

The first time that it scarred

Embarrass yourself for someone

Crying like a child

And the boy who kicked Tom's head in

Still bugs me now

That's the thing, it lingers

And claws you when you're down

I was far too scared to hit him

But I would hit him in a heartbeat now

That's the thing with anger

It begs to stick around

So it can fleece you of your beauty

And leave you spent with nowt to offer

Makes you hurt the ones who love you

You hurt them like they're nothing

(Oh, oh)

You hurt them like they're nothing

(Oh, oh)

See I spent my teens enraged

Spiraling in silence

And I armed myself with a grin

'Cause I was always the fuckin' joker

Buried in their humor

Amongst the white noise and boys' boys

Locker-room talkin' lads' lads

Drenched in cheap drink and snide fags

A mirrored picture of my old man

Oh God, the kid's a dab hand

Canny chanter, but he looks sad

God, the kid looks so sad

(Oh, oh)

She said the debt, the debt, the debt

So I thought about shifting gear

And how she wept and wept and wept

Well luck came and died 'round here

See my mother

DWP see a number

She cries on the floor encumbered

I'm seventeen going under

I'm seventeen going under

(Oh, oh)

I'm seventeen going under (oh, oh)

(Oh, oh)

I'm seventeen going under