Plastic Grass from Bread & Circuses by That Joe Payne

Lying on plastic grass
Hanging out of my arse
Wondering what it is that I’m
Supposed to do with my life

Feels like time is moving too fast
Is it speeding up?
Should I just accept that it’ll be over soon?
That’d be nice

Always tired from trying my best
Never get any rest
What’s the point of singing
All these stupid songs?

Forced to focus on what comes next
With no time to reflect
I’ve been hoping it’ll lead me
Somewhere new for so long

But I’m lying to myself
As I lay here
Simply staring at the sky
And you know why
It's cos I’m wondering
What I’m doing
With my life

Used to care what everyone thought
That was my driving force
Winning their approval was the only thing
On my mind

Never stopped pursuing my dreams
And as hard as it’s been
Doubts creep in telling me to
Try something new on the side

But even when I feel out of luck
I could never give up
What’s the point of living
Doing what you don’t love

So I guess I’ll stay where I’m stuck
Till I’m all out of fucks
Hoping that by giving everything I have
It’s enough

But I’m lying to myself
As I lay here
Simply staring at the sky
And you know why
It's cos I’m wondering
What I’m doing

With my life
With my life
With my life

With my life
With my life
Oh, with my life

Could you do whatever it takes?
All these people are snakes
They’re more artificial than this
Fake-arse lawn

I can’t bear to watch them pretend
Let you think they’re your friend
How can you be living life
If you don’t know you’ve been born?

But I’m lying to myself
As I lay here
Simply staring at the sky
And you know why
It's cos I’m wondering
What I’m doing

Lying on plastic grass
Hanging out of my arse
Wondering what it is that I’m
Supposed to do with my life

With my life

• Alternative
• LGBTQ
• New Romantic
• Progressive Rock
• male vocalist
• pop rock
• progressive pop
• Northampton