Seventeen Going Under - Sam Fender

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Sam Fender - Seventeen Going Under


[Intro]
            
      


[Verse]
       
I    remember 

              
the sickness w

    
as forever
      
I    remember 

        
snuff videos
  
Cold September

s
              
The distances 

     
we covered
             
The fist fight

    
s on the beach
              
The Bizzies ro

      
und us up
           
Do it all agai

     
n next week
           
Embryonic love
              
The first time

     
 that it scarr

ed
              
Embarrass your

          
self for someo

ne
         
Crying like a 


child
              
And the boy wh

              
o kicked Tom’s


 head in
        
Still bugs me 

 
now
              
That’s the thi

        
ng it lingers
              
And claws you 

        
when you’re do


wn

[Instrumental]

        

[Verse]

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 fleece you of your beauty
              
And leave you 

          
spent with now

    
t to offer
              
It makes you h

              
urt the ones w

    
ho love you
              
You hurt them 

         
like they’re n

 
othing

[Chorus]
      
ooooooooooooh 

    
   ooh
              
You hurt them 

         
like they’re n

 
othing
      
ooooooooooooh 

       
   ooh

[Verse]

See I spent my

 teens enraged
         
Spiralling in 

   
silence
              
And I armed my

             
self with a gr


in
              
Cause I was al

         
ways a fuckin'

   
 joker

Buried in their humour
              
Amongst the wh

        
ite noise and 

 
boys' boys
              
Locker room ta

       
lkin' lads' 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

[Solo]
      
ooooooooooooh 

    
   ooh

[Bridge]
         
She said the d


ebt, the debt,

 the debt

So I thought about shifting gear
       
And how she we


pt and wept an

d wept

Luck came and 

died round her

e
     
I see my mothe

r

The DWP see a number
              
She cries on t

     
he floor encum

bered
              
I’m seventeen 

       
going under
         
I’m seventeen 

       
going under

[Chorus]
      
ooooooooooooh 

    
   ooh
         
I’m seventeen 

       
going under
      
ooooooooooooh 

    
   ooh
         
I’m seventeen 

       
going under
      
    

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