Song Written on Absinthe

Fawn's in London and I'm still here,
the meaning of life and confronting my fears;
Yeah cause Fawn's in London
and I'm still here:
the future of the species and confronting my fears.

See I been hanging around this town
for WAY too long,
and I'm not sure if it will matter when I'm gone.
Need too much espresso to get up
and meet the dawn;
Yeah cause Fawn, the girl I loved, is moving on...

Ah, Fawn's in London and I'm still here,
fast melting glaciers and seedless fruits,
3rd world starvation and Doc Marten boots.

I been bummin round this town
for far too long;
we should say we love our fathers
before they're gone;
Nothing in life is certain,
it can ALWAYS go wrong.

Yeah cause Fawn's in London
and I'm still here:
laughing at the news,
and controlling my tears.

Wrote this song
on a crying absinthe high,
but we gotta get down to earth
or we all gonna die.

Ah I been hangin round this town
for all too long,
but it may be it'll be better
when I'm gone.

Hell, they might this n'erdowell when I gone,
yeah, they might this n'werdowell when I'm gone.