Top Songs By Ruby Fields
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ruby Fields
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ruby Fields
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tim Fitz
Producer
Chris Collins
Producer
Lyrics
I'm hungover again
Fourth weeknight on the piss
I'm barely scraping rent
And there's more of my blood in the bathroom sink
There's a poster of Uluru
Hanging above my bed
Next to a photo of my mum
And she's wearing a warm coloured dress
And it says, "My little girl, why are you so depressed?"
And I say, "Mum, I'm not quite sure anymore"
I've got hateful guts
And all my songs are whiny
The spoon wasn't silver
Just really shiny
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I turn her picture around
And pour myself a glass
It's only 9 a.m. but I guess
That's where the joke of adulthood starts
"I don't feel too well"
"Then don't line up the dust so much
And quit the booze and smokes"
My mother says with disgust
So I take the picture down
And say, "I'm so sorry, mum"
I'm just tired of trying to impress people
I don't even love
That I don't even love
That I don't even love
That I don't even love
I just want something to touch
That'll make me forget enough
Something to make me cry in my sleep
I need something worthwhile to me
Writer(s): Timothy Mark Simcoe Fitzmaurice, Ruby Fields
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