Chris Cresswell - One Hundred lyrics

When I catch a break I'll bring it home to you You can take the sharpest blade and cut off this here noose When my arms won't work When my eyes fall out I won't have a single thing to piss and moan about There'll always be you You and all your friends And how they each deserted you Or did you desert them? I don't wanna talk about it I'll just sing a hundred songs For someone who doesn't deserve a thing When all this snow melts I won't have a dream I can latch my fingers to But I will finally be removed from the words The sound of these dead streets The mirror images of home I always thought I'd breathe The sun is coming up I'm fighting gravity It seems there's always something new But someone always leaves The strength to sort this out may not be in me But I'll surround myself with open arms and smiling teeth I am losing grip rapidly I am coming down