[Intro]
   


[Verse 1]
   
I remember, th

e sickness was

 forever
          
I remember, sn

         
uff videos
       
Cold September

s, the distanc

es we covered
              
The fist-fight

            
s on the beach
              
The Bizzies ro

        
und us up
              
Do it all agai

           
n next week

An embryonic love,
              
The first time

            
 that it scarr

 
ed
              
Embarrass your

             
self for someo


ne
              
Crying like a 

     
child

And the boy who kicked Tom's head in
            
Still bugs me 

   
now
              
That's the thi

       
ng it lingers
              
It claws you w

              
hen you're dow

    
n


[Verse 2]

    I was far 

too scared to 

hit him
              
But I would hi

            
t him in a hea

       
rtbeat now
              
That's the thi

         
ng with anger
              
It begs to sti

         
ck around

So it can feast you of your beauty
              
And leave you 

            
spent with now

     
t to offer
              
Makes you hurt

              
 the ones who 

  
love you
              
You hurt them 

             
like they're n


othing

 
              
You hurt them 

             
like they're n


othing

 
              
You hurt them 

             
like they're n


othing

  
    


[Verse 3]
            
    I spent my

              
 teens enraged

            
, spirallin' i

     
n silence
              
And I armed my

              
self with a gr

 
in
              
Cause I was al

              
ways the fucki

    
n' joker

Buried in their humour
              
Amongst the wh

            
ite noise and 


boy's boys
              
Locker room ta

        
lkin' lad's la

ds
              
Drenched in ch

              
eap 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 l

     
ooks so sad

  
         
He looks so sa

d

  


[Verse 4]
              
She said "the 


debt the debt 

the debt"

So I thought about shifting gear
           
And how she we


pt and wept an

d wept
      
Well, luck cam

e and died rou

nd' here
         
I see my mothe

r

The DWP see a number
              
She cries on t

          
he phone encum

bered 
             
I'm 17 going u

             
nder, I'm 17 g

     
oing under


[Outro]
       
Ohohohoah no-o

h
             
I'm 17 going u


nder
          
Oahohoahoah wo

  
a-oh
             
I'm 17 going u


nder
       
Ohohohoah no-o

h
             
I'm 17 going u


nder
          
Oahohoahoah wo

  
a-oh 
             
I'm 17 going u


nder
        
Woahohohoh woa


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Woahohohoahoh 

   
woa-oh