Farm Games by Other Half

The girl behind the bar sweetly suggests
I wipe the coke from my nose before ordering more drinks
In that moment I feel so small but grateful there’s people looking out for me

Because it’s been a horrid few years, trading joy for resentment
For anyone younger than me, still in love with the notion
Of a future that looks so big, it’s actually worth hanging around for

And it all feels so strange as it all comes away
I used to feel so sure but now I’m not so sure

Dreaming of the Albion whilst stuck to the sofa
playing farm games on a phone, waiting on a dealer
Arcadia awaits if I can just sort a few bits
I’ll be good for the money by the weekend

I had two wet dreams in the space of a night
But my libido’s in limbo, I’m so painfully tired
So I embrace the indignity, enjoy the experience
Find little wins where you can

Regress like you mean it

• Punk
• noise rock
• post-hardcore
• post-punk
• punk
• punk rock
• Norwich