I'll Go

Yeah

It's an army full of UFOs

Plates flying everywhere and I just said I wouldn't go

I've been picking boxes for 12 hours, he goes sour

That was the make or break, had to get out

I don't wanna run out of air in my lungs when I'm screaming at you

Head down as I head down to the nearest pub

Got my drinks up while I keep my head down

And I'm sinking to the bottom

But I'd rather drown than be saved by your problems

You're the bane of my existence