LIFE ISN'T MADE FOR LIVING

Unveiling the Harsh Realities: Life's Unforgiving Symphony
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Lyrics

You can't handle the heat, you have to take your coat to sleep

You find it difficult to handle challenging situations and prefer comfort over facing difficulties.

You're afraid to make some toast because bread's become a luxury

Fear of wasting resources on simple pleasures due to economic constraints.

You don't boil the kettle, and stick to drinking cold coffee, and watch the leccy counting down on your SSE key

Choosing convenience over warmth, opting for cold coffee, and monitoring electricity usage closely.

We're so sick of thinking

A general exhaustion from overthinking.

So can we just leave that all to you

Expressing a desire to delegate the burden of thinking to someone else.

We're so sick of dreaming

Fatigue from excessive dreaming or unrealistic aspirations.

Give us your untruths we'll form a queue

Welcoming falsehoods or lies, indicating a readiness to accept them.

You work harder than the decorators down on Downing Street

Comparing the effort put into work to the work of decorators at Downing Street.

All to watch drips leaking through the dank and rotten ceiling

Highlighting the struggles with living conditions, such as leaks in the ceiling.

This is a life but not one with any meaning

Life is acknowledged but lacks a sense of purpose or significance.

And so let's fucking count it in and shout it with with some feeling

Encouraging an energetic acknowledgment of the seemingly meaningless life.

This life isn't made for living

Reiteration that life is not designed for meaningful living.

This life isn't made for living

Continued emphasis on the lack of purpose in life.

This life isn't made for living

Repeating the idea that life is not conducive to genuine living.

Fermented and unforgiving

Describing life as fermented and harsh, possibly referring to its challenging nature.

We're so sick of thinking

Repetition of exhaustion from excessive thinking.

So can we just leave that all to you

Reiterating a desire to delegate the burden of thinking to others.

We're so sick of dreaming

Expressing weariness from dreaming and a willingness to accept false narratives.

Give us your untruths we'll form a queue

Welcoming lies or untruths, forming a queue to accept them.

You're worth an incremental raise as an A&E nurse as they pay for their porn and duck ponds on the stringent public purse

Commenting on the undervaluation of certain professions despite societal issues.

This is society but the etymology is cursed and on a hearse of turning ever darker with every step on this traverse

Criticizing society and its cursed origins, with a metaphor of progressing towards darkness.

We're so sick of thinking

Repetition of exhaustion from excessive thinking.

So can we just leave that all to you

Reiterating a desire to delegate the burden of thinking to others.

We're so sick of dreaming

Expressing weariness from dreaming and a willingness to accept false narratives.

Give us your untruths we'll form a queue

Welcoming lies or untruths, forming a queue to accept them.

The lies bleed out until they stain democracy

Noting the corrosive effect of lies on democracy.

But we're the idiots who would vote them in again next week

Self-criticism for continuing to support leaders despite their deceptive practices.

As we can't afford to boil the kettle and stick to drinking cold coffee and watch the leccy counting down as profits double at BP

Financial struggles preventing basic comforts, with a reference to a profitable company (BP).

This life isn't made for living

Reiteration that life is not designed for meaningful living.

This life isn't made for living

Continued emphasis on the lack of purpose in life.

This life isn't made for living

Repeating the idea that life is not conducive to genuine living.

Fermented and unforgiving

Describing life as fermented and harsh, possibly referring to its challenging nature.

We're so sick of thinking

Repetition of exhaustion from excessive thinking.

So can we just leave that all to you

Reiterating a desire to delegate the burden of thinking to others.

We're so sick of dreaming

Expressing weariness from dreaming and a willingness to accept false narratives.

Give us your untruths we'll form a queue

Welcoming lies or untruths, forming a queue to accept them.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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