Give me strength, give me reason, give me face, give me feelings.
Give me breathing space, give me ceilings stared at wondering when you're leaving.
Give me softness, give me seasons changing.
Give me freezing hands in pockets. Needing hands but your hands never hold back.
Still, I dont hold back.
Give me something, give me nothing,
Give me stature, give me calling,
Give me kisses falling down like pouring rain but it's all in vain.
Give me one more morning.
Give me something good that don't get boring,
Y'know, like flesh for adoring, breath for the drawing, booze for the pouring
Pause - Applauding...
Give me sanction, give me closure,
Give me back my life, give over.
Give me a body that doesn't hurt and a mind that isn't about to desert me.
Give me 30 fags and a dirty bag of drugs and a drink - I'm thirsty.
Give me a minute and I'll make an excuse for doing them things that hurt me.
Give me the crowd now sit and observe me.
Give me the mic and tell me they heard me.
Give me a driver to swerve me about when the day is too short and my heart falls out of it's fortress.
Give me them trumpets, give me them torches burning, give me concern.
Give me nauseas gurning faces and them lessons I can't learn.
Look, I give it all when I'm giving.
I give it all when I know that I am living.
I give heart, I give love, I give blood and guts but I don't give up.
Give what you get. I can live with regret. I'll give it all night; Don't stay too long though.
Give me a smile, we can kiss for a while - I will fall in love with you after you've gone though.
That's the truth of it
The beauty and brute of it
It's the absolute of it, which is a shame.
Give me a morning I wake up and don't feel sick and regretful, headful of shame.
I reach for a pencil try and explain what can't be explained.
Ah, just give me the same as what she's having
She looks happy, she looks carefree -
Oh no, wait a minute she looks scary, and she looks like she can't bear me. Ah.
Give me water then, give me sleep, give me food to eat that doesn't make me weak.
Nah, fuck that just give me a box of wine, coz every face is yours but your face ain't mine.
I need to get stern with myself. I got high hopes. I got wet eyes and a dry throat and a whole heap of rhymes that I wrote.
A whole heap of rhymes that I wrote, that I wrote.
I need to get stern with myself, I got high hopes
A whole heap of rhymes that I wrote that I wrote.
Give me time- oh no, shit give me people to talk to.
I'm going mad, weak willed, keep still, breathe very quietly.
I need recovery, somebody cuddle me. Give me time on my own, no shit
Give me people to talk to coz I'm going mad and I'm weak willed. Keep still breathe very quietly.
I NEED RECOVERY. Look, I've been awake all night just writing.
Sick of myself but still fighting the urge to get rid of myself, so exposed that I've hidden myself.
I can't feel myself, look I've been awake all night just writing.
Sick of myself fighting the urge to get rid of myself, I can't stop giving myself a hard time.
Can't stop giving. Can't stop taking.
I get lost in a give-take.
Sunrise, your eyes are a cliff face, I fall off every morning.
I'm appalling, calm me down, give me kind words, put your arms around me, your heartbeat drowned mine out since you found me.
Give me some space. No. Come here crowd me.
I need time on my own, oh no- I need people. You heartbeat drowned mine out since you found me.
I NEED TIME ON MY OWN, oh no- I need people, so give me some space. So give me some space.
Heartbeat drowned mine out since you found me.
So give me some space, give me some space, give me some space, give me some space, give me some...
Come here!