My friends all called it in
I'm cool, but of course I did
And I'm always talking shit
Do you think I'm a fool for this?
I'm out, and I'm pissed
I shouldn't be, I just had kids
Too much drink, too much this
Round in circles, round the twist
I'm in casino licked
Number two or number six
They both get spin
Opposite of when you win
But my friends all think I'm sick
One day I'll make it big
So it's cool I make a drink
I'll be in trouble when I get in

She must see something else in me
She sees the things that most don't see
She must see something else in me
If only, if all my sins could speak

So we roll again
It's 'cause I'm out again
Must drive you round the round bend
'Cause I'm always out with friends
And I said, "I'm sorry"
Thought that you'd allow me then
And I said that I'm sorry
You said, "It's that sound again"
Fuck, how many times in a month
Do I need some help?
Or do I just need some luck
Number two got spun
This time I won
Did I learn my lessons?
I'm doing the same old stuff
She must see something else in me
She sees the things that most don't see
She must see something else in me
If only, if all my sins could speak

Shit runs deep
Have to go home or win some p
Is anyone else like this when they're out
Or is this just me?
Think it's the later
Beers, chips and batter
I can't rave no more, more like pure roulette floor foot tapper
Best friend backer
Put it all on an hacker
Part-time rapper, just plays on Sundays
So why does he think he's Gazza?
I hold my hands up
I've been slacking, I'm a slacker
Think it don't matter, yeah I been down, but I will get back up