Archie Powell & The Exports metronome

BABY I THINK I'M CLIMBING UP THE WALLS
AND I'VE BEEN STAYING THERE TO KEEP MYSELF INSIDE MY SKIN
YOU KNOW I LOST MYSELF JUST INSIDE OF A DAY YOU KNOW IT
BABY I GUESS YOU NEVER WIN 'EM ALL
BUT I'LL BE SAYING ITS SOME STRAIGHT SHOT MAJOR MISTAKING
UNLESS YOU STOP YOURSELF FROM SAILING AWAY I GOTTA SAY
LIFE IS A BITCH
FOR ME AND FOR ALL THE FOLKS YOU KNOW
TICKING AWAY LIKE BEATS FROM A METRONOME
BUT LIFE IS A GAS
FOR ALL OF THE BRUISES THAT YOU'LL SHOW
YOU ROLL WITH THE HITS 'TILL YOU'RE IN THE NURSING HOME
AIN'T IT THE TRUTH
THAT EVERYONE HATES TO FEEL SO SMALL?
AN INCH TO THE SKY'S A SIP FROM YOUR ALCOHOL
AND AIN'T IT A FACT
THAT EVERYONE GETS IT AFTER ALL?
EVERYONE TAKES THE TRUTH TO THEIR LAST CALL
THE FINAL STRETCH TO HAUL
IT NEVER MADE MUCH SENSE TO ME AT ALL