Prangin’ Out(Explicit) - The Streets

Prangin Out - The Streets
I get back from touring
Suddenly it doesn't seem like
Much fun to be off my face
At a quarter to eleven am
You're prangin' out
I see through you
(I feel awful)
This voice's talkin' to me
This ain't even funny
(The irons been on in my
House for four f**king weeks)
I see through you
I'm about to do something stupid
I dare say why my manager
Got Lary and smacked me
These headaches are gettin'
Unbearably nasty
Staring at the crackwork
Lookin' scary with me brandy
The rock 'n roll cliche
Walked in and then smacked me
Carelessly rackin' out prangs
Just to handle the fear
I do a line but then panic
And feel a bit prang'd
So I glug Marlon from the
Bottle to ease of the panic
Then when it starts wearing off
I just feel a bit sad
Snort more tour support
And then have a drink
The bruise on the side of
My head is madly banging
The only reason I started
This was the deal me a laughin'
The only reason I started
This was the deal me a laughin'
You're prangin' out
I see through you
These voices talkin' to me
This ain't even funny
I see through you
I'm about to do
Something stupid
The girl in my bed is kinda
Distant right now
I know she's thinkin' she's a
Bit frightened somehow
I don't think she realized
What I'd invited her back to my house
I don't want anyone to
See me like this right now
I sorts thoughts rollin'
Back in my eyes
I've been a poor sports
Thoughts dance in my mind
A banging headache dancin'
Prang'd by their side
Dancin' with the pictures
From the past of my life
I don't remember any of
What I just thought at all
The conclusion prior to
When I forgot it all
Panicking a bit gettin'
Frightened to f**k all
So nursing my bruise
I drink right from the bottle
I don't want anyone
I know to see me like this
My fibs and single
Became lies and lists
She's gonna sell-tell
No doubt f**k it
I'm not going to start
Drinkin' no I can't for now
You're prangin' out
I see through you
These voices talkin' to me
This ain't even funny
I see through you
I'm about to do
Something stupid
My laptop must
Have slipped down and
Gone to sleep
Before the prangers pain
Must've dawned on me
Around the time
I was sketchin' tryin' to
Con some sleep
And the new day on me
Was nearly dawning in here
I must have flaked while
I puttied way to loads more
'Cuz I'd staked on bookings
Waited to tell the score
Why do I break my rules
Not to wager any more
I flaked on the bookings
And majorly totaled on the score
I've got a simple problem
But my mind's spinning out
I remembered the website
Between the wine and the stout
The rush of fear made me
Forget how f**ked I'd been
This time I'm drying
My eyes and a f**kin' nose bleed
Turnin' the phone off
When my promo bloke phones me
Evaded for it getting nasty
When my manager
When he only beat me
I threw his wallet out the
Window as it had grown heated
He said