Seventeen Going Under - Sam Fender

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[Intro]
    


[Verse 1]

   
I remember the

 sickness was 

forever
      
I remember snu

       
ff videos
     
Cold September

s, the distanc

es we covered
              
The fist fight

      
s on the beach

              
, the bizzies 

         
round 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
              
And claws you 

            
when you’re do

wn

    


[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 fleece 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

   


[Verse 3]

See I spent my teens enraged
           
Spiralling in 


silence
              
And arm myself

        
 with a grin
              
Cos I was alwa

           
ys the fuckin’

 
 joker

Buried in the 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 s

   
ad
           
God, the kid l

     
ooks so sad

  
           
God, the kid l

     
ooks so sad

 
  


[Verse 4]

          
She said the d

ebt, the debt,

 the debt
              
So I thought a

              
bout shifting 

     
gear
            
And how she we


pt and wept an

d wept

Luck came and 

died round her

e
      
I see my mothe

r

DWP see a number
              
She cries on t

      
he floor encum

bered
              
I’m seventeen 

      
going under
           
I’m seventeen 

       
going under

  
           
I’m seventeen 

       
going under

  
           
I’m seventeen 

       
going under

  
           
I’m seventeen 

       
going under