Tom Caruana - My House lyrics

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Tom Caruana - My House lyrics

[Spoken Intro] I can't live like this, just look at the state of it, we're not students anymore Yeah, I'm gonna burn this place right down to the ground I'm gonna burn this place right down to the ground Any day now You'll see [Verse 1] Yo, this is some house we really lucked out It's one house where the fun never runs out I'm just joking it's f**ed up and run down Plus the atmosphere is about to erupt now We are five guys here living five lives here Some work through the day some are night time here And we thought we could all live a nice life here Now it seems that wasn't such a bright idea The front room smells like a barn, the bathrooms like revolutionary France Towels on the floor toilet full of skid marks Someone's written on the wall like it was a flip chart Whichever pricks broken the window is obviously somebody that nobody here knows I don't think its long before we come to blow I might wait until the're all asleep and then cut their throats [Hook] Cus this is my house but i'm telling you it's not my home Cus it's a fact if i had enough cold hard cash in a flash i'd be going it alone, going it alone Cus this is my house but i'm telling you it's not my home Cus i would burn the place down to the ground if i found a way of making sure nobody would know, nobody would know [Verse 2] I talk to the landlord more than friends of mine cus one guys never tried paying rent on time He never gave his number when the first cheques were signed So now i'm taking all his calls like the debts were mine I never see him cus he never goes to bed at night And sleeps all day so we live separate lives Now and then you see him looking like a celebi He comes down and fills the sink up with egg and rice My girlfriends gettin sick of me its k**in me, she'll never visit me because shes scared of getting dysentery Shes gettin itchy feet, i put it down to the man house when we take a piss we don't lift the seat FYI FML there's something on the mirror i can tell isn't hair gel There's no air just dead cells, sh** i might as well sit and drink meths in the stairwell [Hook] [Outro]