Seventeen Going Under
[00:00.000] 作词 : Sam Fender
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Sam Fender
[00:12.666] I remember the sickness was forever
[00:18.067] I remember snuff videos
[00:24.568] Cold Septembers
[00:26.579] The distances we covered
[00:29.432] The fist fights on the beach
[00:32.238] The Bizzies round us up
[00:35.133] Do it all again next week
[00:38.168] Embryonic love
[00:40.934] The first time that it scarred
[00:44.300] Embarrass yourself for someone
[00:46.996] Crying like a child
[00:49.895] And the boy who kicked Tom's head in
[00:53.028] Still bugs me now
[00:55.705] That's the thing it lingers
[00:58.850] And claws you when you're down
[01:13.701] I was far too scared to hit him
[01:16.504] But I would hit him in a heartbeat now
[01:19.481] That's the thing with anger
[01:22.504] It begs to stick around
[01:25.315] So it can fleece you of your beauty
[01:28.423] And leave you spent with nowt to offer
[01:31.350] It makes you hurt the ones who love you
[01:34.282] You hurt them like they're nothing
[01:46.227] You hurt them like they're nothing
[01:58.142] You hurt them like they're nothing
[02:12.683] See I spent my teens enraged
[02:15.884] Spiralling in silence
[02:18.887] And I armed myself with a grin
[02:21.929] Cause I was always a ****in' joker
[02:24.677] Buried in their humour
[02:27.752] Amongst the white noise and boys' boys
[02:30.531] Locker room talkin' lads' lads
[02:33.864] Drenched in cheap drink and snide fags
[02:36.904] A mirrored picture of my old man
[02:39.337] Oh God the kid's a dab hand
[02:42.282] Canny chanter, but he looks sad
[02:45.568] God, the kid looks so sad
[02:57.445] God, the kid looks so sad
[03:10.370] She said the debt, the debt, the debt
[03:13.568] So I thought about shifting gear
[03:16.449] And how she wept and wept and wept
[03:19.404] Luck came and died round here
[03:21.630] I see my mother
[03:24.156] The DWP see a number
[03:27.062] She cries on the floor encumbered
[03:29.908] I'm seventeen going under
[03:32.980] I'm seventeen going under
[03:44.659] I'm seventeen going under
[03:56.659] I'm seventeen going under
[04:08.358] I'm seventeen going under
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Sam Fender
[00:12.666] I remember the sickness was forever
[00:18.067] I remember snuff videos
[00:24.568] Cold Septembers
[00:26.579] The distances we covered
[00:29.432] The fist fights on the beach
[00:32.238] The Bizzies round us up
[00:35.133] Do it all again next week
[00:38.168] Embryonic love
[00:40.934] The first time that it scarred
[00:44.300] Embarrass yourself for someone
[00:46.996] Crying like a child
[00:49.895] And the boy who kicked Tom's head in
[00:53.028] Still bugs me now
[00:55.705] That's the thing it lingers
[00:58.850] And claws you when you're down
[01:13.701] I was far too scared to hit him
[01:16.504] But I would hit him in a heartbeat now
[01:19.481] That's the thing with anger
[01:22.504] It begs to stick around
[01:25.315] So it can fleece you of your beauty
[01:28.423] And leave you spent with nowt to offer
[01:31.350] It makes you hurt the ones who love you
[01:34.282] You hurt them like they're nothing
[01:46.227] You hurt them like they're nothing
[01:58.142] You hurt them like they're nothing
[02:12.683] See I spent my teens enraged
[02:15.884] Spiralling in silence
[02:18.887] And I armed myself with a grin
[02:21.929] Cause I was always a ****in' joker
[02:24.677] Buried in their humour
[02:27.752] Amongst the white noise and boys' boys
[02:30.531] Locker room talkin' lads' lads
[02:33.864] Drenched in cheap drink and snide fags
[02:36.904] A mirrored picture of my old man
[02:39.337] Oh God the kid's a dab hand
[02:42.282] Canny chanter, but he looks sad
[02:45.568] God, the kid looks so sad
[02:57.445] God, the kid looks so sad
[03:10.370] She said the debt, the debt, the debt
[03:13.568] So I thought about shifting gear
[03:16.449] And how she wept and wept and wept
[03:19.404] Luck came and died round here
[03:21.630] I see my mother
[03:24.156] The DWP see a number
[03:27.062] She cries on the floor encumbered
[03:29.908] I'm seventeen going under
[03:32.980] I'm seventeen going under
[03:44.659] I'm seventeen going under
[03:56.659] I'm seventeen going under
[04:08.358] I'm seventeen going under
作词 : Sam Fender
作曲 : Sam Fender
I remember the sickness was forever
I remember snuff videos
Cold Septembers
The distances we covered
The fist fights on the beach
The Bizzies round us up
Do it all again next week
Embryonic love
The first time that it scarred
Embarrass yourself for someone
Crying like a child
And the boy who kicked Tom's head in
Still bugs me now
That's the thing it lingers
And claws you when you're down
I was far too scared to hit him
But I would hit him in a heartbeat now
That's the thing with anger
It begs to stick around
So it can fleece you of your beauty
And leave you spent with nowt to offer
It makes you hurt the ones who love you
You hurt them like they're nothing
You hurt them like they're nothing
You hurt them like they're nothing
See I spent my teens enraged
Spiralling in silence
And I armed myself with a grin
Cause I was always a ****in' joker
Buried in their humour
Amongst the white noise and boys' boys
Locker room talkin' lads' lads
Drenched in cheap drink and snide fags
A mirrored picture of my old man
Oh God the kid's a dab hand
Canny chanter, but he looks sad
God, the kid looks so sad
God, the kid looks so sad
She said the debt, the debt, the debt
So I thought about shifting gear
And how she wept and wept and wept
Luck came and died round here
I see my mother
The DWP see a number
She cries on the floor encumbered
I'm seventeen going under
I'm seventeen going under
I'm seventeen going under
I'm seventeen going under
I'm seventeen going under
作曲 : Sam Fender
I remember the sickness was forever
I remember snuff videos
Cold Septembers
The distances we covered
The fist fights on the beach
The Bizzies round us up
Do it all again next week
Embryonic love
The first time that it scarred
Embarrass yourself for someone
Crying like a child
And the boy who kicked Tom's head in
Still bugs me now
That's the thing it lingers
And claws you when you're down
I was far too scared to hit him
But I would hit him in a heartbeat now
That's the thing with anger
It begs to stick around
So it can fleece you of your beauty
And leave you spent with nowt to offer
It makes you hurt the ones who love you
You hurt them like they're nothing
You hurt them like they're nothing
You hurt them like they're nothing
See I spent my teens enraged
Spiralling in silence
And I armed myself with a grin
Cause I was always a ****in' joker
Buried in their humour
Amongst the white noise and boys' boys
Locker room talkin' lads' lads
Drenched in cheap drink and snide fags
A mirrored picture of my old man
Oh God the kid's a dab hand
Canny chanter, but he looks sad
God, the kid looks so sad
God, the kid looks so sad
She said the debt, the debt, the debt
So I thought about shifting gear
And how she wept and wept and wept
Luck came and died round here
I see my mother
The DWP see a number
She cries on the floor encumbered
I'm seventeen going under
I'm seventeen going under
I'm seventeen going under
I'm seventeen going under
I'm seventeen going under
