Codeine - Median (Peel Session) Lyrics

Thinking 'bout the new yearAll the dirt it'll attractChipped apart the last oneGlad to see it doneI want days so perfectPerfect in ways I'll never seeWearing the headframesTrim and pure, bury meCounting up your blessingsThink of all the things we lackCounting down to zeroThen you'll never get it backA lot of heads need breakingBut I know that thought is wrongThings might turn against meThen again, I'd do the sameOne foot on the platformOne foot on the train