We've got bottles. We've got petrol. We've got nothing better to do tonight. I'm not bitter I'm just giving up with the world. Sitting here smiling taking you all for fools. And when did life become about these little victories? I used to sit around and dream now dreaming's not for me. If I have to take this for one more day I'll kill myself before I go insane reach into my chest and I'll close off these arteries let the dream fade away from me slowly drift away until there's nothing left of me. I'm still fighting got my back up against the wall. My friends all around me not gonna take the fall. We've got bottles some still full of beer. We've got petrol to get us away from here. We've got nothing better to do tonight. Straight on until morning second star to the right.