Gutted

Gutted
I'm tired of everything I've got
It's funny
When stuff feels real while I am not

Walking
Reminds me I am getting older
And life is
Salt I threw over my shoulder

Look up and I find you're already here
Since when did I make up my mind
Since when did you leave me behind

Gutted
All the shops about to close
And everyone
Is in on something I don't know

I'm lucky
The rain starts only when I get home
Life is
Just a movie you rent to own

Look up and I find you're already here
Since when did I make up my mind
Since when did you leave me behind