[Verse 1]
It all looks like concrete to me
These friendly faces look like faces out of magazines
And it's not about the resolution because it’s all in the way you're dressed
But we're stressed

[Chorus]
I adore back to back fighting
Masquerading, gaslighting

[Verse 2]
So maybe it’s better with our heads in the sand
What hairstyle can I get that's gonna make me a man?
I wanna hunt my meals
I wanna say my piece
Six Tesco bags at once
And one between my teeth
I wanna grow some balls
And kick some with my feet
Watch me watch some sports
Please make a man out of me

But all of this means nothing to me
All of this means nothing to me
Let me be your northern rail
I wanna let you down
[Chorus]
I adore back to back fighting
Masquerading, gaslighting

[Outro]
I'm not your man