WritingOnThe Wall

My eyes are on the ball

Your eyes are on the telly

With the time that I've lost I can't buy what they'd

Look Sammy, we all started out doing the dishes

You've got to work your way up from the bottom

From the bottom up.. Really??

Now get to work

My eyes are on the ball and your eyes are on the telly

With the time that I've lost I can't buy what they'd sell me

The writing's on the wall and I've got fire in my belly

Glad I finally found something that can help me

I fucked up my health with bad downers that didn't sound bad at the time but I was down bad with no one there to tell me

One-out by my self in a commission flat with dribs and drabs