→ The Streets - Stay Positive

‘Cause this world swallows souls
And when the blues unfold, it gets cold, silence burns holes
You’re going mad, perhaps you always were
But when things was good, you just didn’t care
This is called irony
When you most need to get up, you got no energy
Time and time shit’ll happen, the dark shit’s unwrapping
But no-one’s listening, your mates are laughing
Your brethren’s fucking and then you start hating
Your stomach starts churning and you mind starts turning
So smoke another draw
It won’t matter no more, but the next day still feels sore
Rain taps on your window, always did though
But you didn’t hear it when things were so-so
You’re on your own now, your little zone
You were born alone and believe me, you’ll die alone