More Nothing

Verse 1:

Beautiful blue case, beautiful lies, beautiful England.

Close to a kindness, forever there, always there.

Pre 1:

If you’re wrong you’ll survive, at least you’ll be doing something right.

Help me to help you, once was a worm now just misery

Verse 2:

Bad is easy to, believe briefly, but not really.

Worth being tired for, and it was, and I was.

Pre 2:

Messages aren’t so clear, but I’m still here, and can still hear.

Work and pleasure don’t mix, questioning if all this even matters, even matters

Bridge:

Verse 3:

Beautiful blue case, beautiful lies, beautiful England.

Worth being tired for, and it was, and I was.

Chorus 3:

If you’re wrong you’ll survive, at least you’ll be doing something right.

Help me to help you, once was a worm now just misery

Messages aren’t so clear, but I’m still here, and can still hear.

Work and pleasure don’t mix, questioning if all this even matters…

Bridge