Nick Lowe (Lately I’ve let things slide)

With a growing sense of dread
And a hammer in my head
Fully clothed upon the bed
I wake up to the world
That lately I’ve been living in

There’s a cut upon my brow
Must have banged myself somehow
But I can’t remember now
And the front door’s open wide
Lately I’ve let things slide

I go to the bin
I throw the laundry in
And pick out the cleanest shirt
Then I tell myself again
I don’t really hurt

Smoking I once quit
Now I got one lit
I just fell back into it
Along with my pride
Lately I’ve let things slide

Deel:

Nick Lowe

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